Forty-Fourth Theory [Voice]

[i_speak_softly]

Filtered to Friends and Love Interests of Hamatos || Not Up to His Usual Standard

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.]

Comments

[Voice]

[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

Good. A clean bill of health?

[Voice]

[i_speak_softly]

Yes. [And you're not getting any of the details.]

[Voice]

[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

Good. [She's not asking.] And Master Splinter and Michelangelo are doing well?

[Voice]

[i_speak_softly]

They're all right. [Aside from being worried sick about Raph.]

[Voice]

[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

Please give them my regards, too. [She sounds so lame, so stiff; but this is an effort to start getting to know them more. She doesn't quite feel like she can start in chatting as if they've been friends.]

[Voice]

[i_speak_softly]

I will.

[He wishes he could talk to you, as a member of the family, but you're not. Not yet.]

[Voice]

[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

Do you need anything? I could bring something over, or help, maybe.

[Voice]

[i_speak_softly]

Maybe later, thanks. [Better to have people in reserve for a second shift, rather than invite them all over at once.]

[Voice]

[no-use-running.livejournal.com]

Right. Then, for now, I should let you go.

[Voice]

[i_speak_softly]

I'll call you later, Ami. [If anything happens that you would want to know about.]