[Action/Accidental Voice]
[A low groan is heard.]
Ugh...
[Donatello opens one eye, and discovers that the thing smashed up against his face is a book. Lifting his head a little, he sees it's a blank book.]
Huh? What was I... ?
[He turns a few pages, but it seems that all of them are blank.]
Great. No notes. Good job, Donatello.
[He sighs and closes the book. Its leather cover echoes his name. This strange occurrence prompts Don to look up, and only then does he realize he is in a place rather different from any place he has been in before. He stands up quickly, almost knocking over the chair he'd been sitting in, and looks around at the bookshelves, tables, armchairs, and other sundry things that he associates, in a never-actually-seen-them-in-person kind of way, with libraries.]
What the -
((Anyone in the Luceti library is free - likely, even - to notice the large bipedal turtle wearing enormous boxers and trying to look in every direction at once. Perhaps they might also locate his gear somewhere?))
Ugh...
[Donatello opens one eye, and discovers that the thing smashed up against his face is a book. Lifting his head a little, he sees it's a blank book.]
Huh? What was I... ?
[He turns a few pages, but it seems that all of them are blank.]
Great. No notes. Good job, Donatello.
[He sighs and closes the book. Its leather cover echoes his name. This strange occurrence prompts Don to look up, and only then does he realize he is in a place rather different from any place he has been in before. He stands up quickly, almost knocking over the chair he'd been sitting in, and looks around at the bookshelves, tables, armchairs, and other sundry things that he associates, in a never-actually-seen-them-in-person kind of way, with libraries.]
What the -
((Anyone in the Luceti library is free - likely, even - to notice the large bipedal turtle wearing enormous boxers and trying to look in every direction at once. Perhaps they might also locate his gear somewhere?))