Thursday Afternoon [Room 227]

[bridge_carson]

Bridge was sprawled on his bed, notebook open to a page of schematics, and a multitude of assorted parts scattered on the bedspread around him.

The door was propped open with a box containing the parts of a disassembled television set.

[ooc: door is openinated. but not opinionated, like i first typed. it's just a door after all.]

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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hey, dude." Bridge waves back.

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"What's going on?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge shrugs. "Working on a project. So... business as usual for me, really."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Oh yeah? What's your business?" Jamie asked all interested like.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Fixing stuff. Also building custom electronics, but that's always a bit more chancy."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Why is that? Is it dangerous?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Not exactly?" Bridge shrugs. "I just... make whatever feels right. Sometimes they don't turn out exactly as I expect. Not in a bad way."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Like how for example?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"They dispense candy. Even when they're not meant to."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"Really? That's actually pretty cool though."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I think so!" Bridge grins. "So, if you ever have any electronics that you feel could be improved with the addition of candy, bring 'em by."

[multi-madrox.livejournal.com]

"I'll do that! Thanks Bridge!" Jamie said with a grin. "I'll see you later."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Bye dude!"