2 AM EVACUATION MINGLE

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The sirens start without warning, blazing for several minutes before the headmaster's voice comes onto the intercom.]

All students and staff evacuate into the quad. Staff, make sure all the students are present and accounted for!

[Those are his only instructions

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[darkhonour]

What the shell is going on now?

[Dark Leonardo stomps his way over to the Quad. He's in an extremely bad mood so expect at least some growling if you bother him.]

[tiatiatiatiatia]

[Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear, oh dear...]

It's nothin' more than a drill; there's no need t'be worried or anythin'. We all jus' got t'sit out here until Mistah Mickey thinks we're cold enough.

[darkhonour]

[Dark Leonardo grunts.]

Great. If it's not my idiot brother waking me up it's the idiot mouse.

[tiatiatiatiatia]

Nobody likes these drills, sugah. I've been here for ovah a year and I still don't get why he holds them.

[She shifts and wraps her arms around herself, a shiver running down her spine. It is ridiculously cold for a southerner.]

I'm sorry Mistah Mickey isn't lettin' you sleep, though.

[darkhonour]

They're stupid. What kinda drill is this anyway?! It's nothing like when the Black Mist really comes.

[It's ridiculously cold for a semi-ectotherm too but Dark Leonardo isn't about to reveal he might end up having similar problems to what a normal turtle would in this weather.

Lottie's apology takes him by surprise.

I was already awake thanks to my brother anyway.

[But now he's awake and cold]

[tiatiatiatiatia]

We... really don't know. Evacuation, I s'pose. But it's not a firah drill, so I don't have an inklin' of what's goin' through th'Headmastah's mind 'bout all this.

[Lucky for him, she won't ask either, unless it's horrible apperant; Miss Blonde doesn't realize that turtles are cold blooded.]

O-oh dear; I'm sorry 'bout that too. I don't have any siblings, so I don't know what it's like. But it's nevah fun bein' woken up unless it's for a good surprise.

[darkhonour]

He's drilling us without even telling us what to expect? [Dark Leonardo just keeps getting more confused.

Dark Leonardo shrugs his brothers were a pain but he wasn't sure how to feel about the thought of them not being there.]

My family's... complicated. At least I'm not the only one up now.

[Misery loves company after all.]

[tiatiatiatiatia]

More like "drillin'" us for th'fun of it. We'd know what t'expect or what t'do if it was a real emergency. You can trust me on that one.

[She tilts her head a bit, her bad mood lifting a little.] That's a good positive way t'look at it!

[...Lottie. THAT IS NOT A GOOD POSITIVE VIEWPOINT.]

[darkhonour]

I don't think much of his sense of humour.

[The clone lets out an annoyed sigh.] So how long are we going to be stuck out here?

[tiatiatiatiatia]

No one does, sugah.

That's... a very good question. It's hard t'say; it's too easy t'lose track of time when you're busy bein' cold and tired. [Mickey likes to have outside drills during winter. :|]

[darkhonour]

[Oh shell... lets see if he can keep from attacking him again.]

I gathered that much.

[Yeah that wasn't the best start.]

Any idea what kind?

[darkhonour]

If anything was going to happen it would have by now.[Or so he thinks anyway.]

[He's not nervous! He's just...unused to dealing with Leonardo unless fighting or forcefields are involved.]