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[betterthanraph]

Question.

How do you kill a god? Feel free to take that however you like; I'm just making conversation.

Batou, Ironhide, Jak. A word in person, if you're willing. I'll come to you. Separately.

Donnie, come to my room.

Comments

[Voice/Commentlog]

[tic_tech_turtle]

Interesting question. A moment, please.

[there's the sound of something being moved over and set down with a clatter, then a few more rustles and clangs before the comm clicks off.]

[not long later, have your brother knocking at your door, Leo.]

[Commentlog]

[betterthanraph]

It's open. [Leo's writing in a college-ruled notebook at his desk, thus why he doesn't get up and open the door himself.]

[Commentlog]

[tic_tech_turtle]

[Donatello slips in and shuts the door quietly, wandering over to Leo's side and giving the notebook a somewhat-curious look]

What is it?

[Commentlog]

[betterthanraph]

[Leo stops what he's doing once he finishes his sentence -it looks like a list of observations- before turning in his chair to rest an elbow on his desk and look up at Don.] I need you to do something for me.

[frostedbites]

You don't.

[Motherfucker best not be plotting against him.]

[betterthanraph]

Duly noted.

[electroniccrane]

The same way you kill anything else.

[betterthanraph]

Is it that easy in your world, Major?

[electroniccrane]

Put enough bullets into anything and it stops moving.

[Leo should understand the Japanese take on deities.]

[betterthanraph]

What about the bodiless ones? Gods born from ideals or emotions?

[headsinging]

Easily, love... you stop believing...

[betterthanraph]

And if the god is the stronger, vengeful sort?

[headsinging]

Then perhaps... you paint him a pretty picture... to make him feel important... then ignore him until he cries.

[betterthanraph]

[Well that's...strange.] I guess that makes sense...

[shadesofeco]

I'm in the forest.

[Commentlog]

[betterthanraph]

[Good; Leo likes the forest. He slinks through the brush until he catches signs of someone recently passing through, then tracks Jak to his current position. He deliberately drops from the trees a few meters away and makes a decent amount of noise as he approaches. No need to be a jerk about things.]

[Commentlog]

[shadesofeco]

[Jak's down by the stream, he had been training and half expected Leo to do the ninja thing again. Hearing approaching footfalls was a pleasant surprise, and he tosses his communicator down in the grass and lifts the hem of his shirt to wipe his face.]

So what's this about?

[Commentlog]

[betterthanraph]

I want to ask you more about how to get to the lower decks. [Leo finds a large root jutting out of the ground and perches on it in a crouch.]