Expanding Horizons [SPD AFFILIATED]

[Bridge Carson]

Bridge was sitting in the rec room. Not on one of the blue sofa's, not on one of the stools by the kitchen counter and not on the floor but on the snooker table. He had taken his jacket off and flung it over the sofa in the middle of the room. Around him were (empty) plates of toast.

His legs were folded under him and his hands rested on his knees. His eyes were closed and his breathing was shallow. Next to him, on top of a plateful of crumbs was his gloves.

Yeah that's right, his gloves.

Psychic stuff was going down.

[Josh]

"Bridge-san!" Yoshiya shouted, barging into the room and hitting his shoulder against the door.

"The toaster's really really REALLY hot, do you know wh-" He cut off mid-setence.

"Yoga never worked, you know." He said softly.

[Bridge Carson]

Quiet.

Bridge hadn't said something but that had definitely been his voice. He was still sitting their, eyes closed. His breathing was obvious, not heavy or strained but obvious.

I don't know if your thinking or if your speaking but whichever it is try and stop. He requested, it would've sounded a little snippy but it just sounded monotone and a little echoey.

[Josh]

Yoshiya stood there for a moment, staring.

Wait what!? He thought, backing out.

[Bridge Carson]

You too ... He "said" to Edgeworth.

His body shivered a bit as he sat there, still covered in crumbs.