i_speak_softly | Fortieth Theory [Written]

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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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[Time to see to Raph's material comforts then. He'll disentangle from you slowly, murmuring that he's going to get a glass of water, and then bring it back for you, settling down in the same position he was, if you're still sitting there.]

[When Mike returns, Raph's still sitting on the floor, but has moved enough to lean his shell against the couch. Not that it matters much. His shoulders are hunched and his head is bowed. He's pretty much just hating life at the moment. The water isn't all that appetizing, but he takes it just because it's offered, giving Mike a raspy "thanks."]

[He'll settle down beside his brother, still shoulder to shoulder, and lets the silence go on for a while. Eventually he'll say, in a very low voice:]

It really bothers you that much, huh?

[His voice isn't quite stable, but at least he can get the words out.]

It's just been him and me for a long time. I-I don't...[He presses his eyes closed.] He didn't even wanna talk to you. Or me. And he just...left us.

[Mike tries, really tries, to imagine spending a whole year with only one brother. Spending a whole year without the other two, and without Splinter. And he can't really. But he does know what it's like for Don to be unreachable. And that is what hurt the very most about that horrible week.

He'll put an arm around your shoulder, Raph. Because he doesn't have the words right now.]

[Raph's content to sit like this a while, leaning into his brother, and just trying to sort out his thoughts. Man, his head's an even bigger mess than he thought. He's so glad you're here, bro.]

[He'll be here to lean on as long as you need him, absently combing through your energy, smoothing down hackles and pulling out tangles, without even being aware of what he's doing. You'll probably start to feel soothed and possibly a little sleepy, though that could just be that fact that you had a good cry and are leaning on your brother.]

[Raph sighs. Yeah, he was already tired from the crying. Not to mention all those all-nighters he's pulled are finally catching up with him. But he does feel a lot better now.]

This place sucks, but I'm glad you're back.

It's so weird to think that I've been here before and don't remember.

[It's a subject change, but his voice is still soft.]

Yeah, it happens. Hear about it all the time.

What'd we do then?

[He's asking you to tell him about a part of his life he never even knew was missing.]

Ah, I dunno. A lot of the stuff we're doin' now. Ran around, talked to people, got experimented on. Spent most of the time tryin' to figure out what the hell happened.

What kind of experiments?

Ha. There was one where you thought you wanted to be a pirate. So you and me went to the bar to get drunk and hit on girls like pirates. It was nuts. Think Leo was about to skin us alive. [He smirks.]

Not bad for an experiment, if ya don't count the hangover.

Edited 2011-03-10 23:47 (UTC)

[He scoffs.]

They must have been messing with my brain. No way would I ever want to be a pirate.

...did we get any phone numbers?

What do you think? [His smile turns into a grin.] Think some chick pulled a gun on us.

[He laughs.]

Why does that not surprise me?

We should do that sometime now. The drinking and scoring chicks, I mean, not the guns being pointed at us.

[His expression gets a little more distant.]

Nah, I can't.

[Knowing smile.]

Right. Fujiko.

[Totally not getting it about the drinking.]

[Raph pales a little, feeling faintly sick to his stomach again. Why does she always make him feel like puking? But at the same time, his heart skips a beat, and he's laughing like he's light-headed, nervous. He has to consciously tell himself to stop.]

Ha. Yeah... Fujiko...

Edited 2011-03-12 19:18 (UTC)

Dude, when are you gonna call her? It's not nice to keep a lady waiting~.

Soon as I know what the fuck I'm doing.

[Yeah, an f-bomb. Raph's had great influences in Luceti.]

[Then you're never going to call her.]

It's simple, bro. [He starts speaking in an exaggerated voice, like he's talking to a three year old.] You pick up the journal, you ping Fujiko, you say, "Hey baby, let's make sweet sweet loving tonight." The end.

[Insta-mortification!]

I'm not gonna sleep with her!

[Giggle.]

Like you don't want to.

But you can wait until after the first date, like a gentleman. [Pretend sniffle.] My little Raphie. All grown up, and wanting to treat a lady right.

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