Forty-Third Theory [Mostly Action]

[i_speak_softly]

((General post for the next two weeks or so. Preemptive tl;dr, find him anywhere, though suggestion of day/place/activity is appreciated.))

[As May begins, and as a fairly large percentage of May goes by, Donatello can be found doing the following things:

-Jogging through the woods, tracking down any signs of life detected by the departed Mr. Scott's not-really-new-and-not-exactly-improved-either tricorder. ((New Feathers, feel free to jump in here.))

-Hauling huge loads of books to and from the library.

-Studying these books - in and around House 55, at the library itself, by the fountain, at the coffee shop, alongside the river... pretty much anywhere.

-Copying diagrams from the books into his journal.

-Working at the smithy, trying to create physical equivalents of these diagrams.

-Digging through bins at the item shop.

-Practicing wind magic or good old-fashioned ninjutsu in various open areas around the edges of the village.

And a few more specific actions:]


[Don needs a few minutes of your time. If you don't dare to approach him while he's working, he'll come looking for you.]



[Some rainy evening, Don will show up at Robert's door with a duffel bag and a goofy grin. You owe him a nanocomputer demonstration - and he brought you a gift.]



Frederic, a question, if you have a minute...

Comments

Works for me :)

[i_speak_softly]

[Don also comes down to the river some time later, by chance - he's looking for a reading spot and didn't realize this is where Leo had gone.]

[He sits down near his brother and opens the book, but doesn't read it. Instead he stares over the water and listens to the familiar rhythm of sword-sharpening.]

[He might say something eventually, if you don't first.]

[honorthecode.livejournal.com]

[Rivers are pretty good places for calm and quiet. He looks up as Don sits next to him.]

Hey. [Some how, he can feel his brother's not there just to relax, at least not with him around.]

Everything all right?

[i_speak_softly]

I don't know. [He says it with the lack-of-concern that generally means he knows how to find out, but without the joy-of-imminent-discovery that tends to also accompany such declarations.]

[honorthecode.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't know? How can he not know? He regards his brother with a bit of concern. But if it was anything too major, it would've been brought up before now. Or so he would hope.]

What's going on?

[i_speak_softly]

[Don is silent for a moment. Then he turns to Leo abruptly, conviction written on his features.]

I want to go to the clinic. I want to see a doctor.

I want you to come with me.

[honorthecode.livejournal.com]

[Well, that caught him off guard.]

What? Why?

[i_speak_softly]

Because it might be my only chance.

[honorthecode.livejournal.com]

To be seen by a real doctor.

[He can understand it. They usually don't have the option of seeing one. Forced to fix their own wounds.]

[i_speak_softly]

[He nods, looking at his toes.]

It's getting harder to think of any reason not to.

[honorthecode.livejournal.com]

We've always taken care of our wounds ourselves.

[Though some of them were out of their capabilities.]

[i_speak_softly]

[Leo, you're missing the point.]

I'm not wounded.

[honorthecode.livejournal.com]

I know.

[He looks back to his sword for a moment, sheathing it when he's done. He understands why Donny wants to go. A part of him wants to go too. To check it out. It could be useful for future injuries. Especially those that are beyond their abilities.]

All right, we'll go. [He glances up at Don.] When did you plan to go?

[i_speak_softly]

[Maybe you do get it.]

You'll come?

[honorthecode.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I'll go. Would be good to check the place out.

[i_speak_softly]

Next week, maybe.

[honorthecode.livejournal.com]

[He nods, giving a little smile. Don's smile is almost infectious.]

Sounds good.

[i_speak_softly]

So how was your trip? [Did you find what you were looking for?]

[honorthecode.livejournal.com]

It was good. [He actually took the time to look around beyond the village. He found what he needed, and got himself together again.]

I definitely got to know the area outside of the village a little better.

[i_speak_softly]

Do you... want to talk about it? [What made you leave. What made you come back. Anything else that's on your mind.]

[honorthecode.livejournal.com]

[He looks away, staring at the water. It almost looks like one of his silent 'I don't want to talk about it' dismissive stares.]

I was uprooted, isolated from you guys. All of you were replaced in that alternate world. [Don knows well how much family means to Leo.] Between that and Karai, I just..needed time to get my head around it.

[i_speak_softly]

[He understands a lot of what Leo is going through, and only begrudges his time away because no one else made a big deal out of it.]

We're all still here. It didn't mean anything.

[honorthecode.livejournal.com]

[He nods silently]

I know, I'm thankful to still have my real family here. [Because it probably would of been worse if they weren't here.]

[i_speak_softly]

[He fiddles with a blade of grass.]

Leo... tell me something about home?

[honorthecode.livejournal.com]

[He turns to look glance at Don, raising an eyeridge.]

Home?

[i_speak_softly]

[He nods.] New York. The Lair. Us.