Room 513; Monday after 6th Period

[once_a_king]

Peter returned to his room after class and found some ibprofen to take before laying down with a wince.  It had been a long weekend and despite what he'd told Willow about being perfectly capable of taking care of himself, he quite possibly had been overdoing it and without adrenline or a real reason to ignore it, his ribs and chest definitely hurt

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[bridge_carson]

Bridge was bored, so he was wandering.

"Hey, dude," he says with a wave, poking his head through the open door.

[once_a_king]

Peter looked up from his book and sat up very slowly. "Evening, Bridge. How goes it?"

[bridge_carson]

"Bored," Bridge admits with a shrug. "But I'm taking a pass on hitting a common room tonight. Not feeling *that* social." He raises one eyebrow. "You okay, man?"

[once_a_king]

"I completely hear you," he replied. "Between that and massive amounts of homework, I think I'm stuck in my room for a bit." He smiled ruefully. "Ended up putting myself in front of River's foot on Saturday evening. Her foot won."

[bridge_carson]

"Gah," Bridge winces. "That sucks. Mind an interruption from homework for a bit?"

[once_a_king]

"I couldn't agree more," Peter said. "No swordwork for at least a week and...yes, I'm not best pleased." He smiled. "But, please, do come in."

[bridge_carson]

"I wouldn't be either," Bridge admits. "I mean, I'm not *quite* as focused as my teammate Sky, but I like to keep up with my training. A week off would... ergh." Bridge steps into the room and looks for a place to sit.

[once_a_king]

Peter waved him to either the desk chair or the uninhabited other side of the room - his choice. "I just can't think of a good enough reason to ignore it. If we were fighting or something, I wouldn't have a problem, but as it is, Willow would most likely kill me if I tried to train with broken bones."

[bridge_carson]

"Okay, yes. Avoiding the wrath of the girlfriend is probably the wise choice," Bridge says with a nod, sitting down crosslegged on the other bed.

[once_a_king]

"You're quite right," Peter agreed. "Or the next animal I became, it'd be obvious who did it. You have any classes today?"

[bridge_carson]

"Just Prophecy class," Bridge says. "It should be... interesting, I think."

[once_a_king]

"How do you mean?" Peter asked, sitting back down and tilting his head at Bridge.

[bridge_carson]

"Premontions are part of my abilities," Bridge explains. "I've... always just sort of learnt as I went along, though. Never really had the chance to take a *class* that could possibly help me with learning to control them."

[once_a_king]

Peter nodded, listening carefully. "I can't say I envy your abilities one bit. Do you really think it will help you learn before doing?"

[bridge_carson]

"Or at least, give me more information about what to *do* with the information I learn from my dreams." Bridge sighs.

[once_a_king]

"Or know if the dreams are what is actually going to happen or just a warning about what could happen?" Peter said, thinking of his own issues with the future.