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[A very confused noise comes from Donatello.] Mikey, biting the comm isn't going to break it open, you know.
I'm only just getting started, Donny. Feeling out the enemy and testing its limits... [Scratching noise while Mikey does who knows what to the poor comm.] Hey, can I borrow a screwdriver?
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It wasn't...[He stared, almost planning to get closer before stopping himself, he didn't wanna cause more damage, instead gripping one of his own wrists, the one were his hand was still sparking with soul wavelength in fury.] I swear this wasn't supposed to happen...damn I can't...control it...
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He moves rapidly, checking his pulse. Alive. Mikey's alive. Unconscious, but alive. And that's the most important--
Donatello's mind is distracted, unfocused, trying not to think about that future, that future where everyone-- his mind is full of worry, but he's trying to process what Black☆Star just said as he's staring down at his brother's body.
Not body. Brother. Not a corpse, still alive...
He shakes Mikey, a bit rougher than he usually would.]
Mikey, wake up! Mikey!
[He still hasn't looked up to see what Black☆Star is talking about, nor has he really focused on his words. It'll take a moment before he can reorder his scattered thoughts.]
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Wavelength musta gone right through him...he'll be out for a while, and is probably gonna be hung over when he comes to.
[With a grunt Black☆Star, gripped his arm tighter, nails digging into the skin as the force of his soul quickly went up and down in strength, and he really did not want to knock out Donatello as well.]
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Mikey was going to be unconscious for a while. Mikey would probably feel hung over when he woke up. But, most importantly, Mikey was going to be okay.
Donatello shifts Mikey in his arms, half-cradling the supposed-to-be-younger turtle as best he can. He breathes in and softly for a moment before he looks up at Black☆Star with slightly wide eyes.]
He's... going to be okay? Really okay?
[There's something more going on with this turtle than Black☆Star would know.]
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Yeah...I don't use my wavelength to kill...he just needs to sleep to sort out his soul being kinda scrambled.
[Despite weariness the meister could still feel the lack of control he had, and as long as he was there he would be a risk. He couldn't hang around for too much longer.]
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His soul just got scrambled?!
[Easy, Don. He said he'd just wake up with a hangover. Donatello forces himself to breathe, eyes for a moment focusing on the sparks coming from Black☆Star's hand. Had that been what had caused it...?]
It... y-you're trying to leave before that happens to someone else, aren't you?
[It's a good thing that Black☆Star hadn't taken out the smart one.]
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[Gripping the hand tighter to hold back the energy trying to escape, the meister breathed heavily, somehow managing to form a tired grin on his features in the process.]
I've already wrecked our apartment and just avoided frying a roommate, so yeah, that was the idea, till my control comes back.
[The nails in his skin were causing blood to flow now, but he didn't care, anything was better than another accident like this.]
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I've got Mikey. Just... just try and get out of here. And come back in one piece.
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I'll be back...to say sorry.
[And with that he took off down the stairs, out of sight.]
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[Donatello just shifts his brother a bit closer to him as he watches Black☆Star leave.]
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Until he heard Don's cry- then he was racing across the city from the lake in no time. He makes sure Donny can hear him coming up from behind before speaking in a calm voice.]
What happened.
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The smile he gave Black☆Star is gone now, and he's shaking softly. He looks more than a little disturbed, those words that Mikey had said just before he fainted echoing back in a deeper, older voice.
And then, a scream....]
B-Black☆Star accidentally did something that made him faint. ... displaced his soul for a second, or something. He'll wake up with a hangover.
[Donny's pale. His voice is mostly emotionless.]
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[He mutters this, trying to recall what Maka had mentioned about her world and the strange magic that ran rampant in it. He sighed and moved towards Mikey- he felt...off. Leo frowned, placing his hand on Mikey's forehead. He sighed.]
Help me get him to the room.
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[The correction is automatic. And when Leo gives him the command, Donatello nods quietly, and shifts so that he'll be the one near Mikey's head while they're carrying him.]
R-Right.
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