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Fifty-Fifth Theory [Voice/Action]

[Don has been returned from his mission with the Malnosso. In this case, that means that his guide-droid politely but firmly made it clear to him that sorry, but he had to leave.]

[His journal is returned to him, he's shown to a teleporter, and a moment later he's standing in the village's coffee shop. After getting something - well, a number of somethings - to eat, he settles into a booth and opens said journal.]

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Guys, I'm back. I'm at the coffee shop. [Almost as an afterthought:] I'm okay. Robert, can you bring my snowsuit?

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If anyone was waiting... I'm back.

[Some time later, he adds:] Has anyone heard of a Deadly Nadder? Or a Gronckle?

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[Is he ever relieved to FINALLY hear from you.]

Good to hear from you finally, Don. [He'll get to the other things later, like when you're home.] I could bring the suit.

Edited 2012-01-16 03:23 (UTC)

You're awake. [He didn't know if you'd be conscious enough to answer.] Are you sure? It must be cold...

[He's had a brother gone for three weeks. His mind has been fighting his body's natural want to sleep more, versus being aware if his brother gets dropped off in the forest or something. Though he still sleeps more than normal.]

Are you at least indoors? [He's hoping they didn't decide to dump him outside. You never know with the Malnosso. There's a shifting sound and rustling of fabric. Apparently he was awake, but not yet out of bed. That's quickly changing though] I have my own suit, you know.

Coffee shop. [- he repeats. Leo may be awake and wanting to run around, but he evidently isn't quite all there.]

[Wryly:] I am familiar with every stitch of that suit, Leo. [The conversation is privately filtered, but he shields in case his partner is hanging over Leo's shoulder.] < Let the endotherm go out in the snow. You stay home and make me some tea. >

[He just nods, even if Don can't see it. He's getting there. No Robert hanging over his shoulder. The human's probably up doing stuff already.

He gives a frustrated sigh, his stubbornness kicking in.]

< I can do it. >

Edited 2012-01-16 21:17 (UTC)

[These are not promising noises.] < Leo, just stay in bed. I'll make you some tea, and you can interrogate me as long as you want. >

[Not giving up are you?]

< I'm not staying in bed. > [There's nothing wrong with wanting to go help his brother get home.]

< Fine. Get out of bed, but don't leave the house or operate any open flames. >

< Donatello. I'm fine. You're the one I'm worried about. >

[Don't try and twist this around to him. He really is fine. Even if he wasn't, he's not about to let you mother-hen him.]

< Fine, I'll stay and make tea. But don't take forever getting here. > [Or he'll come looking for you.]

[Leo. Does everything have to be a battle?]

< Am I allowed to finish this first? >

[He plops an enormous sandwich in front of the camera.]

[He's not seen his brother in twenty days, has been worried sick, and now you won't let him come get you. What do you want?]

< You can eat here. >

[Okay. Don has just decided that was a rhetorical question.]

< Leo, I'm starving and I'm going to finish this sandwich before I hike through the snow. Keep your shell on for five more minutes. >

< Don't tell me they didn't feed you there. >

[Carefully:] < They put me in a library and told me I could eat and sleep whenever I wanted to. >

[Leo ought to be able to guess the outcome of such an arrangement.]

[Malnosso, after two years, you still don't know his brother very well do you?

Don'll hear a groan, and flesh hitting flesh as he facepalms.]

< You didn't eat for twenty days? Donatello. Do you realize how unhealthy that is? >

< I ate! Just -- not twenty days' worth. >

< How often did you eat? >

< I don't remember? >

[Oy, feeling a headache coming on.]

< That's still not good. >

[Saying "I thought it was only a week" will probably not help his case, so... he's just going to work on this sandwich.]

< I'll have the tea ready. Anything else I should know? >

Edited 2012-01-23 02:46 (UTC)

I had a good time. Really.

[He doesn't care who overhears this.]

Can't wait to hear about it. I assume it has to do with those Deadly Nadder and Gronckle you asked about?

Mm.

How long am I allowed to talk about them?

Here, as long as you want.

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