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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[soldtoarmenians]

Xander considers. "Yeah, fair enough. I'm not real sure why the Watchers' Council sent everybody from Sunnydale where they did, either." He smiles and glances at the floor. "Can't say I'm complaining about it, though."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Me neither," Bridge grins. "There's lots of stuff to like about the way things turned out."