MCA roof, Xander's workshop: Saturday afternoon

[needsaparrot]

After talking with Cally outside, Xander ended up spending a lot more time in the garage than he'd thought he would. Cleaning tools up and putting them away, trying out a few of the machines already up there, poking at the box for the model Bridge had given him to see if he had all the necessary tools to put it together.

Not exactly a bustling social activity, but he'd had plenty of that already this week, what with waking up with company, going out for coffee and on patrol, spending time in the office enjoying the nice view, hitting Caritas and...yeah.

Sometimes it was nice to relax with something familiar, be someplace where -- unlike everyplace else on the island - he was sure of what he was doing.
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[ooc: for a particular visitor, lala. Also it always said afternoon, yes.]

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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

After checking the office and then knocking on the door to Xander's apartment and not getting an answer, Bridge heads up to the roof in hopes that he'd be there.

"Hey," he says, grinning when he catches sight of Xander.

[needsaparrot]

Xander looked up. Well, that was nice while it lasted. He smiled, though, because it was Bridge. "Hey. I was just thinking about putting that model ship together."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Oooh," Bridge's eyes light up, because yeah, building things. "Can I help?"

[needsaparrot]

"Well, you've seen more spaceships than I have." Despite the fact that there's been one parked on his roof for a while. "An expert opinion could be useful."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I can do that," Bridge says, dropping in to a chair next to Xander. And not actually pointing out that he's never seen this *particular* spaceship before, except in its model-form.

[needsaparrot]

Xander slid the box open and started pulling pieces out. "Um, also the intructions are in Chinese."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I can read Chinese," Bridge supplies.

[needsaparrot]

Xander slid the paper across to him. "My Chinese is about as good as my French. Pretty much the same phrases, too. Plus 'when the door's closed, it means someone else is in the shower.' I had to ask Dawn for help with that one."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

That'd be a proverbial lightbulb flicking on above Bridge's head there as he picks up the instructions. "We start here," Bridge says, after studying them for a minute. "With this... thingy."

[needsaparrot]

"Whoa, gettin' a little technical for me there. I'm but a humble carpenter. y'know..." Who maybe spoke a few more phrases in several languages these days, of necessity, than just 'I'm not kidnapping your daughter' but why spoil a classic routine with the truth?

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge gives Xander a slightly toned down version of the "bitch, please" look for that.

[needsaparrot]

"What? Not everybody can be an expert in thingyology!" Xander reached for the thingy, and the other thingy that looked like it was supposed to attach to the first thingy.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge just snorts. "Good thing you've got me, then."

[needsaparrot]

"Which reminds me - on the off-chance we get a spaceship repair job during the next two weeks, how would you feel about filling in for Cally?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I could totally do that!" Bridge says enthusiastically.

[needsaparrot]

"Not like we've been swarmed with customers, but just in case." Xander reached for a small screwdriver.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Good to be prepared," Bridge says with a nod. His expression suddenly turns serious as he remembers something. "Did you get the message about the memorial?" he asks.

[needsaparrot]

"...Memorial?" Xander set down the two pieces he'd been joining together. "AKA no. Though I didn't check the mailbox today. Haven't had any mail for a few days; got out of the habit."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"For Bel," Bridge says. "There was a card slipped under my door yesterday. It's, um, tomorrow. On the roof of the dorms."

[needsaparrot]

Xander rested his elbows on the worktable. "Is it open to everybody?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Yeah," Bridge says with a nod. "You'll come, won't you?"

[needsaparrot]

Xander nodded. "Yeah, I'd like to." Well, like might not exactly be the word for the way he felt about funerals and all their more euphemistic cousins.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"M'glad," Bridge says. "This is... the first time I've had to go to one of these for someone who was a *friend*, you know?"

[needsaparrot]

"Yeah. It's hard." Xander glanced down at the table and picked up the model pieces again. "Wish I could say it gets easier." Not that he could claim he was a close enough friend to know what it was really like to be losing Bel, but he'd been in the same place.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"I don't think that's the kind of thing you'd really *want* to get easier," Bridge observes.

[needsaparrot]

Xander gave a short laugh. "No, maybe not."