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...

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[i_speak_softly]

No no no. [With emphatic waving of hands.] No fighting. Jogging. Maybe some light weights.

[the-mikester.livejournal.com]

I... can do that.

But it's gonna cost you! [Mock glower.]

[i_speak_softly]

[In response, a more serious glower, silently conveying many dire threats if anything should happen to Robert while he is under your care.]

[the-mikester.livejournal.com]

[Staring contest!]

[i_speak_softly]

[You win. Sort of.]

Forget it.

[the-mikester.livejournal.com]

What, you can't even make a hang glider harness for a mermaid? [He'll do it, Donnie, never fear. And he'll try not to break your boyfriend in the process.]

[i_speak_softly]

For a -- Mike, how many people are you inviting?

[the-mikester.livejournal.com]

Well, I haven't invited her yet...

[i_speak_softly]

[Seriously, Mike. Invite a few people, but Don won't be amused if a dozen of your friends show up to what's supposed to be a quiet family retreat.]

[the-mikester.livejournal.com]

Just Ami and Keimi and maybe Lucy. Derek's already up there, so he doesn't even count.

[i_speak_softly]

[Don gives Mike his Sad Look. It's not nearly as good as Mike's own Sad Look, but maybe you'll take pity on him anyway?]

[the-mikester.livejournal.com]

[Not a bad effort, but you still have much to learn.]

You're bringing Robbie. Why can't I bring people?

[i_speak_softly]

Rob is only one person, and he's family. You'd invite the whole town if no one stopped you.

[the-mikester.livejournal.com]

Fine. [Grumble grumble.] Well, I can't uninvite Ami, and she's... [Practically family? Well, yeah. She's practically family.

But his throat's stuck now.]

[i_speak_softly]

[Not until you say something, Mikey.]

[Don gives Mike an affectionate half-hug. He's happy you have so many friends here, and part of him hates telling you you can't invite them. But he just doesn't have your boundless social energy.]

Next time I won't let anyone stop you.

[the-mikester.livejournal.com]

Next time? [You mean there's gonna be more hang gliding trips?]

[i_speak_softly]

You thought we were only doing this once?

[No more half-hug; noogie.]

[the-mikester.livejournal.com]

[Half-hearted swat.]

Sweet!

Ami can still come this time, right?

[i_speak_softly]

Ami can come.

[the-mikester.livejournal.com]

Then I guess I can put Robbie through his paces.

[Yes. Robbie.]

[i_speak_softly]

[Don gives Mike a look of suffering-that-has-only-just-begun.]

Slowly.

[the-mikester.livejournal.com]

Slow paces. [-he agrees. Then-] But you gotta answer me one question.

[i_speak_softly]

[He raises a trepidatious brow.]

[the-mikester.livejournal.com]

Why'd you tell me not to call him Robbie?

[i_speak_softly]

[Mike, what.]

Because it's disrespectful and he doesn't like it.