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Forty-Eighth Theory [Accidental Video/Action for Housemates]

Jul 31, 2011 11:46

[It should be immediately obvious that Don didn't mean to turn his journal on, and isn't even aware that it is on. He isn't looking at it. He isn't saying anything. In fact, he might not be awake. He's just sitting slumped in a chair, his head on the desk-like counter before him ( Read more... )

from the safety of his real home, didn't mean to post this, there's no place like home, being experimented on, asleep at his desk, has a history of stealing vehicles

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[ video ] slaying July 31 2011, 16:38:56 UTC

[ hmm. the impetuous slayer has a few choice bones to pick with the turtle and her mouth is quick to open when she sees him over the journal: ] Donatel--?

[ her voice dies out. is he asleep? a frown. ] Don?

[ video ] i_speak_softly July 31 2011, 16:54:36 UTC

[April...? The illusory Mousers last night were bad enough; Don can't deal with a hologram of the friend he's been missing for half a year. He buries his face further into his arm and doesn't answer.]

[ video ] slaying July 31 2011, 16:56:16 UTC

[ oh, sweet tradition! ]

Don. [ a little firmer, this time. ]

[ video ] i_speak_softly July 31 2011, 17:04:35 UTC

[It sounds so real. Maybe he did it. Maybe he fell through, and that is April, coming to shoo him to bed.]

[He sits up and looks behind him - which happens to be completely the opposite direction from the journal.]

April?

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[Video/Private] Intrude of course ch_rell47 July 31 2011, 17:05:14 UTC

[Well, what do we have here?]

Late nights Donatello?

[Video/Private] i_speak_softly July 31 2011, 22:16:53 UTC

[Yes, in fact. A more courteous villain would have sent his home-wrecking robots about mid-morning, don't you think?]

What do you want, Shredder?

[Private] honorbeforeall July 31 2011, 17:13:31 UTC

[...so his environment has changed also. Karai looks askance at the subway car, wondering why it seems so fam--

--oh.

A moment later, she realises she shouldn't be able to see this at all. They've been so careful lately. Her voice is flat.]

You are broadcasting.

[Private] i_speak_softly July 31 2011, 23:47:31 UTC

[Hm. Does Karai know her father sent a locked message of his own five minutes ago?]

I noticed.

[Private] honorbeforeall August 1 2011, 13:06:51 UTC

[There's a long pause as Karai studies his image thoughtfully. There's a question she'd like to ask of them, but--

--no, now's not the time. As long as he knows he's public. She cuts the feed without another word.]

[Action] Revised, since I'm not sure where Don would be, lol. honorthecode July 31 2011, 22:33:08 UTC

[Leo hasn't slept a wink. Even if it wasn't real. Reliving memories he's tried to long forget was a bad trip down memory lane. Mousers eating through the walls, the roof caving in on them. He's not surprised that the house rebuilt itself, but he is surprised to find himself in another lair. He's been up in his old room, remembering the last time he'd slept in it. A room that he barely used for sleeping before he left for Japan, only to return to a destroyed lair and missing family.

He heads out of the room to head down stairs. He stops at the doorway to Raph's room, looking inside. The empty hammock, the untouched weights. He's quick to look away after a few moments. Just something else that's gone wrong this week. Something that can't be changed. It's got him in one of his broodier moods, even if he's trying to suppress it for Don and Mikey's sakes. He'll take the easy route down to the ground floor, looking for his brother to make sure he's alright.]

Don?

[Action] After the other threads i_speak_softly July 31 2011, 23:14:15 UTC

[Leo won't see Don, but he might notice the hatch of the Shell Sub is open. Look inside?]

[Action] After the other threads honorthecode August 1 2011, 01:30:21 UTC

[He does spot the shell sub hatch open, and he goes over, climbing onto the side of the sub, to look in.]

[Action] i_speak_softly August 1 2011, 01:35:55 UTC

[Don's feet are sticking out from under a console. He doesn't notice his visitor.]

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[Voice] | Filtered 100% semper_cogitans July 31 2011, 23:12:31 UTC

[The first thing Robert realizes is that Don is slumped there. Immediate panic button.

The second thing Robert realizes is that this isn't a filtered transmission. Even more panic button. So he filters his message as tightly as possible before speaking, soft but with a degree of urgency lent by everything repeatedly going to shambles.]

Don... Don, are you alright...?

[It's only after he speaks that he notices where Don is. Is that a vehicle, behind him?

... It's... it's strangely beautiful. The technology in it reminds him of his own home. But Don doesn't look happy.]

[Voice] | Filtered 100% i_speak_softly July 31 2011, 23:44:55 UTC

[A slow breath, then:] 'm okay. What's - [He sits up, turns around, and... completely fails to see Robert. He grinds the heels of his palms into his eyes.] 'm losing it...

[Voice] | Filtered 100% semper_cogitans July 31 2011, 23:53:57 UTC

[... Don's looking in the completely-wrong-direction...]

Don. The journal is broadcasting.

... [He's wondering if he should leave Don alone now, actually. Even knowing the family is probably still dealing with Raph's loss... Well, look how hard it obviously hit Don.]

Should I come to... a-assist you...?

[Voice] | Filtered 100% i_speak_softly August 1 2011, 00:00:20 UTC

[Don curses under his breath, and turns around again. He needs to filter this, but - he's so tired of filters. Tired of journals. After a moment, though, he realizes Robert's feed is already filtered. The reminder of how amazing his partner is brings him back to himself a little.]

Robert... you have to come see this.

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