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Fortieth Theory [Written]

(Also in code, but translated OOCly for your convenience.)

March 3. Weather colder than I had hoped. Snowsuit good idea, must try to replicate at home. Did a lot of thinking and made campsite by mid-afternoon. Worked through remaining daylight.

March 4. Meditated all day. Nothing.

March 5. Meditated all day. Nothing.

March 6. Meditated all day. Revising prior analysis of "nothing" -- am much better at meditating than I used to be.

March 7. Went hiking today. Weather much warmer. Area, and views from it, very interesting. Really is an ocean now -- would like to go there in the summer. Thought about a lot of things. Watched the stars come out. Talked to Derek. Missing family and friends but not ready to go back yet.

March 8. Meditated again. Think I made contact.

March 9. The string moved!

March 9 - Later. Master Splinter here. Talked to him and Mikey. Have permission to finish what I came here to do, but will have a lot to explain when I get home. Must remain focused - can't stay away from my family like this for nothing.

March 10. Feel wonderful. Want to talk to Master Splinter about so many things, but still not ready to go back.

March 11. Much progress today.

March 12. Tried using magic with bo. Liked results.

March 13. Walked today, communicated with spirit. Should have come here months ago. Understand a lot now. Ready to go home.

((Don is in the mountains for a while. Post will be updated over the course of his journey and can be used for any plotty things that need to be played out.))

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Cool!

[Time to walk your puppy, Raph.]

[He'll go get the leash.

Okay, no, but he does push himself out of bed. Man, he has to get more used to pulling these all-nighters again. Luceti's turning him diurnal. Go figure.]

C'mon. I'll show ya where I used to work.

Used to?

[-is all he says.

You and your sloppy ways. Mutant turtles are clearly nocturnal creatures.]

Yeah, I quit a while back.

[And out into the open air they go. It's cold and wet outside, but it puts Raph's mind immediately at ease. Ah, sweet freedom. It still never fails to amaze him.]

[Mike breathes in deep, his lungs almost burning at the purity of the air.

This is nice.]

[Raph starts heading in the direction of the smithy in silence, trying to let the fresh air drain off his bad emotions, relax, and enjoy his brother's company.]

Hey Raph?

[His voice is soft.]

Yeah?

[He shoves him, hard, and then runs away.]

Tag, you're it!

AH! YOU LITTLE!

[He takes off after him. Screw the smithy. He has a little brother to kill!]

GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE TWIRP!

Run, run, as fast as you can! You can't catch me, I'm Michelangelo!

[That doesn't rhyme, Mikey.]

You're also DEAD when I get my hands on you!

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Then I'm going to live to a ripe old age and have ten million grandchildren and die in bed!

Keep dreamin', laughin' boy! You can run, but you can't hide!

Who needs to hide when I'm so much faster than you!

[Silence.

Looks like somebody's taking his own advice.]

[Mike runs a bit more, like he hasn't noticed, and then vanishes himself, trying to discern where his brother is.]

[Did that shadow move? Maybe. Or maybe it was just the wind. How about those trees? They seem awfully ominous...]

Am I over here?

Or am I over here?

[Mike is yelling, and moving as soon as he's yelled.]

[Mikey, you moron. Raph's perched on a nearby tree branch on the edge of the forest, listening for any hint of his brother's movement.

The next time Mike pauses, he chucks a rock into a nearby bush to make a rustle.]

[Mike will pounce on the bush, and come up spluttering.]

CHEATER.

[He dashes toward the sound before Mike can regain his bearings, then takes a flying leap! If he's distracted enough, Mike can consider himself tackled.]

Gotcha!

[Tackled and face down in the dirt.]

Phbbllth!

No fair! You cheated! I'm telling!

[Raph goes to pin both of Mikey's arms and sit on his shell. Yeah. Raph is freaking heavy.] Fair? Who said anything about fair? You started it.

[Oh hell.]

Raph... Raph, get off me!

[That steak is making it's presence known. Why oh why did he have to eat that huge glob of wasabi?]

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[Action] I need a running icon too

[Action] such a demanding child you are

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