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]

"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."