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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[i_speak_softly]

[He almost has to laugh at the wording.]

Buffy, Raph doesn't wait for anyone.

[herotypical]

...Considering the way going home works? I don't think he'll have a choice in the matter.

[i_speak_softly]

[You don't know how backwards you have it, but Don doesn't have the energy to explain.]

... Right.

[herotypical]

Well -- if you need anything? Just let me know.

[ it's the polite thing to say. ]

[i_speak_softly]

[Just the ship, ma'am.]

I will.

[... He has to stop himself from saying "Thanks again".]