Forty-Eighth Theory [Accidental Video/Action for Housemates]

[i_speak_softly]

[It should be immediately obvious that Don didn't mean to turn his journal on, and isn't even aware that it is on. He isn't looking at it. He isn't saying anything. In fact, he might not be awake. He's just sitting slumped in a chair, his head on the desk-like counter before him.]

[If you look past Donatello to the background of the scene, you might be able to identify the setting as a subway car. A very strange subway car, though - it's stuffed with technology that might look futuristic even to someone from the same world and time as Don.]

[Do you quietly look away, Lucetians? Or do you intrude on the private moment?]

((Backdated to a little earlier this morning, thanks LJ.))

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[Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[Don tucks his head down to see who's here.] Oh, hey Leo. Just checking the depth charges.

[Action] Crap, I completely forgot about this, I'm sorry. T.T

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They're not armed, right?

[He's just checking, they don't need to be blowing up the house after all. Even if it would be by accident, he knows Don wouldn't do it on purpose.]

[Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[He carefully decants the missile from its housing and slides out from under the console. He strokes the torpedo like a favorite pet before saying:] Leo... They're not even real.