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Forty-Fourth Theory [Voice]

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Raph is back.

[It should be apparent from his voice and his merely-mediocre filter that he has been up all night. After his brief message, the recording continues for a few minutes, possibly transmitting the muted voices of other Hamatos in the background, before the feed cuts out.]

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Just remind me I wanted to give you something.

[He puts the journal down and reaches for his gear. He wouldn't bother, but Isamu would surely abuse him for walking around without it.]

Certainly, Don. I will make sure of it.

[Of course, Don will have to give Robert another something after this - support.]

Is there anything else I can do for you, or are you alright for the time being?

I'm fine. [If only by sheer willpower.]

[He gestures to Robert's journal and computer.] You can stay in here if you want.

I will, for the time being...

[And he's going to... until this happens.

Then he's going to go crying to Don, eventually.]

[Isamu bends down closer to check the damage, even though he knows Raph isn't going to like it. If there's a lot of internal damage he's not as good with that.]

...I probably shouldn't mess with it. I don't know turtle anatomy as well, and I won't be able to see what I'm trying to heal.

[Don hovers nearby, wanting to keep constant tabs on Raph's condition, but at the same time very much aware of how much his brother hates being treated like a patient.]

Do you know if there's any way to transfer magic from one person to another?

What-?

Would it be okay if I came over to see him? In a few days, maybe?

I'll ask him when he's awake.

[And it is precisely this moment that an extremely-distressed-looking Robert comes out of Don's room and staggers into this one through a haze of tears. He's just dealt with this reply from Adell on Vivi's whereabouts, and all he can think about is the fact that his daughter is gone.

He's obviously trying to contain himself, but his voice is still breaking and his apparent distress should be obvious even to Isamu.]

D-Don... Don, M-Miss Aislinn... is gone...

S-She, she was sent home... [And then his voice breaks and he sobs softly into his shaking hands a moment. After a full-body shudder, during which he manages to stem the tide of pain enough to get himself under control, he mumbles:]

Sh-she... she left s-something for m-me... at House 44... m-may, may I... g-go retrieve it, please...?

[Even that is an immense effort to say, and the end of his sentence dissolves into a teary whimper. He doesn't look up at anybody.]

[Robert's disruption only makes Raph sulk harder against his nest of pillows, muttering more to himself than anyone in particular.]

Just what we need, more freakin' dramatics.

[Don turns to Robert immediately, his question to Isamu forgotten. Sent home. He knows what that feels like.]

[He glances around quickly. Raph is stable and in good hands. Vivi's disappearance is, right now, the more pressing emergency.]

[His bo is leaning against the wall - he grabs it and slides it into his belt.]

I'll go with you.

[Isamu's thoughts somewhat mirror Raph's, and he takes a seat next to the injured turtle.]

I'll stay with Raph, then.

[Even if there really wasn't much he could do. How did one transfer magic? All he can think of is an MP drain spell.]

[Robert isn't looking for sympathy from either Raph or Isamu - the former he would never expect it from, and the latter he doesn't know at all.

Still...]

A-Are you certain, Don...?

[He doesn't want to go alone, but he doesn't want to endanger Raphael more, even if the turtle looks a little better than he did.]

I, I w-would need to... i-inform the residents of House 44 of... m-my arrival, then...

[Which he obviously isn't in much of a condition to do while choking back the occasional watery sob.]

Thanks, Don.

[He nods.] Isn't 44 all the way at the north end of the village? I'll take you there. It will be faster and you can call them on the way.

I-It is... [And yet Robert had planned to try to half-lope there. Yeah, that wouldn't have ended well.]

I-I... ... a-alright.

Th-thank you... [Robert heads only briefly back to Don's room to snatch up his journal and nanocomputer - more for the sake of comfort for anything - before turning with bleary eyes to Don.

He's glad that Don's here, now.]

(OOC: Going to jump back to thread with Adell now? o/`)

[Don uses Robert's brief absence to track down the rest of his family, and let them know what happened and where he's going. When they reconvene in the living room, he turns his back to Robert and crouches down in front of him.]

[It takes Robert a few seconds to realize what Don wants him to do... and he's a little skeptical of it in all honesty.

... Still, he's kind of beyond the point where he's going to question it now, and at any rate emo is making him want to cling to Don anyway. So he is totally clambering up onto that broad shell and clinging.

He may or may not sniffle pathetically against it a few times. Your boyfriend makes a terrible jockey, Don.]

[Don reaches behind Robert's knees and hoists him up into a position that's more-or-less comfortable for both of them, before straightening up and navigating carefully through the front door. Once outside, he takes off at a run.]

[Robert will find the ride surprisingly smooth.]

[Soon as Don's out the door, Raph turns to Isamu, looking even more perturbed than before. Don, Robert, you guys are freaks. And that's coming from Raph, for cripes sake.]

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