Seventeenth Theory [Action/Incidental Voice]

[i_speak_softly]

((Continuity notes: While taking care of Polka after she collapsed, Don and Raph learned that Leo had been mallynapped. They promptly barricaded themselves in Polka's room, but quickly realizing that this was not a long-term solution, they determined to Get Serious about their plans to disrupt the barrier and escape

Comments

[Action]

[meanandgreen]

[Raph hates studying. Hates it. He has no idea why building something would need this many books.

He sits across the library table from Don and his mountain of reading materials, hunched forward in his chair and impatiently drumming his fingers on the table.

An entire week of restless pent-up energy has just about reached its breaking point.]

How much longer are we gonna sit here?

[Action]

[i_speak_softly]

I just need to finish this. [By "this", he means the enormous stack of books at his elbow.]

[Action]

[meanandgreen]

Great. [He sighs in frustration, shoving away from the table and standing. Time to start pacing again.]

[Action]

[i_speak_softly]

Raph! [Loud enough for Raph to hear, hopefully not loud enough to disturb other library patrons.]

[Action]

[meanandgreen]

[He stops, snapping over his shoulder.] What?

[Action]

[i_speak_softly]

Come back.

[Action]

[meanandgreen]

[He wanders back, this time standing behind Don with his arms folded, glancing at the open books over his shoulder.]

You can read back at the apartment.

[Action]

[i_speak_softly]

You really want to run that far every time I need another book? [Pushing his current book to where Raph can see it, and pointing at an entry in the bibliography.] Find this.

[Action]

[meanandgreen]

[He glances at the title, reading it over twice more to put it to memory.] At this point, I wouldn't mind some runnin'.

[Then he turns and heads off toward the section he needs. Lucky it's all alphabetical.]

[Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[Closes his book, opens the next. He's reading as fast as he can.]

[Action]

[meanandgreen]

[Several minutes later Raph returns with the book, setting it down rather loudly on the table before taking his seat opposite Don again.

As his brother reads, he starts inventing new ways to entertain himself. First it's tilting his chair back, trying to balance it on two legs, but once that gets boring he silently takes out his sai and starts secretly carving at the side of the table with the tip.]

[Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[The chair-tilting was a little distracting, but the table-carving is downright irritating.] Raph. A little respect for public property.

[Action]

[meanandgreen]

[Glancing up quickly, only to look down again and continue.] Like anybody cares.

[Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[Muttering into his book:] Juvenile.

[Action]

[meanandgreen]

Nerd. [Still carving away, not even looking up.]

[Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[Reading.]

[Reading.]

[Reeaadiing....]

[Suddenly -- Don lets his book drop back against the table, and slaps his hand near where Raph is carving.] Stop that.