And I don't mind, if it's me you need to turn to

Those uniforms and all the mannequins are gone for now... I hope.

Scavengers, be prepared in case we need to get things for repairs. I don't think anything's gotten seriously damaged, but still, the fake explosions and stuff were kinda nasty for fake ones... And Materia brought up the holes earlier. Stay away from them until they can be investigated more thoroughly.

If anybody has suffered damage to their homes or businesses, I've got my workers on the case! For those who don't know me, I'm Bridge and I'm head Scavenger. If you need something down in the Yard, I'm the guy to ask! Normally I look like a normal human but today I'm stuck in my blue Spandex outfit...

[The writing is recognizable as Bridge's usual untidy scrawl, but it appears on the page with a slow, deliberate hand, as though the writer was having difficulty moving his arms. Hmm.]

Scavengers, unless and until we get evacuation orders from Bastet or Commander Vimes, please carry on like normal, but be ready to help move cocoons or Medical at a moment's notice. We haven't gotten any other warning signs of ants yet, so more might creep up on us unexpectedly this time.

... and don't be scared if you see me walking around with lots of extra padding.

OK, is it just me, or has there been a lot of spraypainted stuff showing up in the Yard lately? Moreso than usual, I mean. Sometimes I'll find the occasional spraypainted thing and sometimes it just looks like paint but it turns out to be rust but either way it doesn't happen as much as it's been happening lately, and usually it doesn't form anything specific, either.

Today I found a refrigerator with the words "DUFF BEER" and a peace sign painted on it, and Logan found a pipe that had been spraypainted bright pink and blue. Strange...

[He has yet to notice that someone has painted a tiny trollface in white on Logan's nose.]

I'm so sorry for disappearing like that. Logan and I are back in action now, though.

For anyone who may have arrived in the interim, I'm Bridge! I'm Head Scavenger and will resume my duties ASAP if you need employment with me.

[[OOC: So I am incapable of letting go of Bridge, clearly. XD Also ARTOO OMG.]]

[This memory is from the episode "Robotpalooza", a transcript of which can be read here. The staticed out name is "Gruumm", that of the Big Bad.]

[The unmistakable sound of Bridge's heavy breathing can be heard, before the voice of his Commander, Cruger, is heard murmuring in his ear.]

Cruger: Cadet Carson… …Bridge?

[When Bridge speaks, he is obviously half-asleep, so Ghost's voice is barely audible to anybody listening in.]

Bridge: Five more minutes, Sky…

Cruger: Alright. You just sleep as long as you want.

Bridge: Thanks.

Ghost: You've got to be kidding me…

( 5 more minutes, Sky... )

I do not have a toast gut!

... well, maybe a little, but it's not THAT bad!

... is it?

Scavengers, thank you if you've been helping gather materials and secure belongings. It's been a great help.

If there are still cocoons and supplies to be carried to the Wilderness, I'd like you all to please do that now if you're available; after that, we can focus on getting windows boarded and things like that.

[[OOC: Bridge still isn't feeling 100% after losing Ghost, but he can't lock himself in the house when he has responsibilities and there's a hurricane, so yeah. Anyone who sees him and speaks to him in person may notice he's uncharacteristically quiet and gives short responses to questions.]]

Good day, Sphere~ ♥ I see we have lots of new faces around here, so I'll introduce myself. I'm Bridge, Head Scavenger, so if you want a job down in the Yard, I'd be happy to arrange a meeting with you!

Just look for the robot dog and you'll surely find me nearby. You may have to get me unstuck, though...

Twin-chaaaaan, we haven't gotten donuts in a while; when are you free?

... so this is what it's like to touch stuff and not get feedback from it.

huh.

[[OOC: For those unfamiliar with Bridge's canon, he has psychic powers that are focused through his hands. He constanly wears gloves to control/dampen them, and is normally unable to touch things with his bare hands without getting a barrage of sensory feedback- flashes of where that object or person has been recently. So being able to touch stuff is a totally new sensation.]]

I think the elevator's taking people again. Sky and I are stuck and it's not moving [A sharp spiked line then appears, as though the writer was jostled suddenly, and then nothing more.

There will be no replies from Bridge or Sky to this entry, as they have dropped their journals and are now kidnapped to the fourth floor. Inara is going to find their journals in the elevator and keep them safe.]