Pangolin Campfire [Tuesday Night]

[bridge_carson]

Bridge is sitting by the Pangolin campfire, the box of doughnuts he'd earned from this afternoon's workshop with Xander open nearby. He's not doing much of anything, just occasionally poking at the fire with a stick.

Anyone was welcome to come hang out and have a doughnut, if they wanted.

[ooc: opeeeen!]

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[mparkerceo]

Parker finally climbed out of her hammock after talking to Jarod for a while, and took a seat by Bridge, bumping his shoulder companiably. "Hey. Any chocolate with sprinkles left?"

[mparkerceo]

"That sucketh muchly." Parker picked up another doughnut, split it, and offered him half. "I'm glad the thing with Willow is allright, but I'm sorry dissection has ever been mentioned as an option to you."

[bridge_carson]

"Thanks," Bridge says. "Though- it's not like anyone ever said it out *loud*, really? But..." he wiggles the fingers of the hand not holding the doughnut.

[mparkerceo]

"Oh, crap." Parker's got some pretty strong feelings about this, actually. Rage usually heads the list. "Really sorry." An extra-strong stab at the fire. "I hope being a cop means they'll never get the chance to follow up on idle thoughts like that. I've met people would do it. Always wanted to shove them down an elevator shaft."

[bridge_carson]

Bridge blinks, a little startled by Parker's vehemence. "Ouch," is all he can think of to say to that.

[mparkerceo]

Parker rolled her eyes at herself. "Sorry. Anyway. What's your next workshop, and does it also involve baked goods?"

[bridge_carson]

"Computers, tomorrow, and I'm not sure if computers and baked goods are things that go together, so probably not."

[mparkerceo]

"Says the guy who made Rory's laptop make waffles."

[bridge_carson]

"That's totally different."

[mparkerceo]

"Because you already know how to do that?"

[bridge_carson]

"Because you're not using the computer as a *computer* while it's a waffle iron!"

[mparkerceo]

"So there *are* limits on the technology of the future. Sad." Parker shook her head, grinning. "So, Xander's class, computers, what else?"

[bridge_carson]

"Arts and Crafts with Professor Tick. You'll never guess what our semester project is."

[mparkerceo]

"Something Justice-y. Otherwise, no clue. It's Professor Tick. Tell."

[bridge_carson]

"Scrapbooking." He manages, with a completely straight face.

[mparkerceo]

Parker's eyes got huge.

Then she cracked up. And fell off the log she was sitting on. "Heheheheh...."