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.]

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[semper_cogitans]

[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.]

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[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.

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[semper_cogitans]

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/`)

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[i_speak_softly]

[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.]

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[semper_cogitans]

[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.]

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[i_speak_softly]

[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.]

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[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.]