Study Hall, 11/22

[game-of-you.livejournal.com]

Dream is propped in an armchair, rereading a book in Arabian.

In honor of the holiday, he has put a variety of supplies -- including crayons, paint, pumpkins, socks, construction paper, apples, raisins, marshmallows and more -- for Thanksgiving Crafts on a table near the front of the room. A sign above them reads, "Do not throw the raisins. Happy Thanksgiving."

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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge grabs a handful of raisins and marshmallows and goes to sit down in a corner desk.

His chin rests on crossed arms as he stares intently at the raisin and marshmallow pile. Every once and a while, he'll narrow his eyes and stare even harder at the food.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Bridge!" John says, coming into study hall quickly. "I've been missing you all week."

Realizing how that sounds, he shakes his head. "Not missing like I missed you but missing as in we keep missing each other in study hall and stuff."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam took an apple and grabbed a seat near John and Bridge. "Hey, guys."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge looks up from the marshmallows and raisins.

"Hey, dudes!" he says, with a cheery little wave. "And awww, you didn't miss my presence? I'm wounded!" He adds to John, clutching his chest melodramatically.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Of course I missed your presence," John laughs, "But I didn't want Rory RIC to get jealous and mess up my boots."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge snickers a little. "Well, okay, I can see how you'd want to avoid that."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Where you been hiding yourself, Bridge?" John leans back in his desk. "Haven't you seen around since I gave you the toaster."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Well, um. There was this thing, with a giraffe, only it was a miniature giraffe, and we couldn't keep it on school grounds so we took it to town where this teacher who was in my giraffe book lives, and he took him and is feeding him artichokes and bread sandwiches."

Bridge pauses for a second before continuing... "oh, yeah, and your toaster is ready for pickup anytime you want."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"You actually found a giraffe? In Fandom?" John laughs and shakes his head. "Sorry I missed that man. You'll have to take pictures to show me."

"And awesome on the toaster front. I'll try to come by tonight after classes or as soon as I can wrangle a free minute."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Yep." Bridge nods. "His name is Earl. Pictures are a good idea, actually. I sort of told Rory I'd try and smuggle him in to her room at the clinic, but then we had to get him off campus as quick as possible, so maybe I could just bring her some pictures for now."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Oh, you weren't kidding about the giraffe from the clinic." John laughs again. "I bet that'll cheer her up and piss off the doctors."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I never kid." Bridge says solemnly. "Well, okay, I kid a lot. But not about giraffes!"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Hey Sam!" John nods and decides this is probably a good opportunity to tell Sam about Angel. "Got a free minute? I need to talk to you."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, sure. What's up?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Uh, I wanted to tell you this before, well before you discovered it for yourself." He takes a deep breath. "I'm sure you've heard about the Angel thing, right?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

She nodded. "Some from the radio, with bits from Janet and most of it from Parker. I also spent Saturday in the clinic, so I know that Rory and Logan are or were in there. Why?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, that's it." John coughs. "Angel is...sort of, my new roommmate."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Why?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Because....because he showed up at my door that night beaten all to hell and I let him in and I let him stay."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam blinked a few times while she tried to get over the surprise and come up with something intelligent to say.

"Well, he didn't eat you, so that's a good thing." She paused, thinking that probably wasn't it and deciding to try again. "Is he...really better, the way the Dean said he was?"

"Does," she swallowed, "Does Aeryn know?" Please, God, if you're there? Don't let him be keeping this from Aeryn.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John chooses his words carefully. "He's...yeah, he's not evil anymore. Better? Well, he's dealing with a lot so I wouldn't classify him as better."

"And yes, Aeryn knows. Is she happy about it? Not particularly."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I know how that goes," Sam sympathized, remembering Jolinar. "Is he a completely different entity, or is he still part Angelus?"

She sighed with relief. "Good." Aeryn would watch John's back like a hawk, especially if she was suspicious.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"From what he says, Angelus is still inside him but the soul gives Angel the control." John taps his pencil against his desk. "I wanted to tell you so you wouldn't be surprised to see him. And to tell you not to worry about me with him in the room."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"So he's just like everybody else, now." Sam wasn't sure whether that made her feel any safer, but she nodded anyway. "Thanks for telling me. That would have been a shock."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Well, not entirely like everyone. But he's not all Cobra Commander and evil either. And he makes great eggs."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

Sam blinked. "You have an recently ensouled vampire staying with you and cooking you eggs?"

She took a bite of apple and chewed slowly. "Yeah, okay, so that doesn't sound any less weird after thinking about it."

"Is he around? I think I'd like to meet him sometime and judge for myself, if that's okay."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"He makes good eggs," John repeats. "And he's got good fashion sense. And yeah, he's around. I think he's going into town tonight but we're usually both around in the morning. And Sam, don't tell anyone else this. I need to do it on my own."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"I guess he's probably not much of one for early morning jogs, huh? I'll stop by or run into him sometime." Sam smiled. "I won't tell anyone about this. It's a pretty hot button topic though--you sure you're ready for all the flak you're going to get?"

Thinking of Angelus's more colorful friends and their undoubtedly hostile reaction, she asked, "And you'll ask if there's anything I can help you with? I don't want to see you hurt just because you're a good guy."

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"I know I'm gonna take some heat. I'm prepared. I still need to tell Janet. And Parker. That last one is the one I'm worried about."

"And yeah," John says with a grateful smile, "I'll ask for help if I need it. Got no problems doing that."

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, um, good luck with that." Parker probably wasn't going to take that at all well. She took another bite of apple. "Good. What else are friends for, right?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Yo, guys." Cameron says as he moves to the corner where Bridge, John and Sam are.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Hey Cam! How's it going?"

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Cameron. How're you this morning?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Cam-dude!" Bridge says with a grin, "hi!"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron snickers at the greetings. "I'm good. How are you guys?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Good," John replies. "Lots of homework to do though."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Dude, you've got an entire weekend." Cameron points out. "Are you going home or are you staying here?"

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

"Here," John says easily. "You?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Here, I'm trying to convince Vala to go with me home for Christmas instead."

[chasingangela]

Angela arrives in study hall with her journalism project very much on her mind. She spots Bridge Carson, who has always seemed friendly enough, and decides to ask him about it and get it over with.

She stands near his chair, waiting for him to finish talking to John Crichton.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hey!" Bridge turns around and smiles at Angela. "What's up?"

[chasingangela]

"Hey!," Angela says, returning the smile. "This is going to sound kind of strange since I, like, have barely talked to you at all, but ... I'm in journalism? And we're supposed to profile someone we don't really know for our final project. And you always seem to be in a good mood, so..."her hands flail about "Could I write about you?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Erm." Bridge's expression turns a bit sheepish, and he runs a hand through his hair nervously. "I sort of already said yes to Rory when she asked me about it last week. Though I don't know whether with the whole near-fatal-injury thing if she'll still be interviewing me."

[chasingangela]

"I think the injury would have to actuallly be fatal for Jerusalem to let us out of this," Angela says, tucking her hair behind one ear. "And then he'd probably expect us to complete it as zombies."

"But it's totally not a big deal. Have fun with Rory, I'll find someone else."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, he seems like kind of a scary sort of dude," Bridge says. "Um. Good luck finding someone, though! There's lots of pretty cool people here, so I'm sure you won't have a problem."

[chasingangela]

"Thanks anyhow," Angela says, and steps back. Maybe she'll have better luck in the library...