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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.

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[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.]

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[tic_tech_turtle]

[Donatello nodded]

That would be useful, as well as having help with the locks. Is there anything else you needed?

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[betterthanraph]

Have you made a staff for yourself yet?

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[tic_tech_turtle]

[...Shell.]

No.

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[betterthanraph]

I'll handle it. You concentrate on what you need to do.

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[tic_tech_turtle]

[Don scuffs a foot slightly]

Thanks, but I can handle my own weapon, Leo. You have your own matters to handle and once I get a look at the lock and talk to the others there isn't going to be much else I can do.

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[betterthanraph]

[Leonardo nodded, leaving it at that; he knew that their weapons were a thing of pride for each of the brothers. Being unable to arm yourself when your brothers could was considered an embarrassment, so he could definitely leave this to Don.]

Then that's all I need from you.

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[tic_tech_turtle]

All right. See you. I'll let you know what I find.

[Don lifts a hand a little as he steps back; when he turns to leave he already has the long-distant expression of being buried under his thoughts and calculations.]