i_speak_softly | Fifty-First Theory [Written/Voice/Action]

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Fifty-First Theory [Written/Voice/Action]

[This morning, instead of going for his usual run, Don settles himself at his desk in the back room. The door is open and a pencil is poked thoughtfully between his teeth. When he begins to write, it isn't filtered, but courtesy of a translation-shield, anyone trying to read the entry will see something that looks more like a Danish cryptogram than anything intelligible. It's a code Don uses for his private notes: only his brothers or an extraordinarily gifted linguist would have a hope of being able to figure it out.]

BGTVULWG - Wvlz hltwqszu bluul kgf bj svg hblfl. Bj ilkqtblf bqs q lu zu lb pvwblu WJDLUQ, gs bj zpflh bqzzal tgulf bqs zlwh, lkulf vu bj nvhbl iglu nl f q lu vg gs lt vwh.

[A little later in the morning, Don leaves the following message.]

Filtered to everyone he can think of that he would consider a friend || Unhackable

All my friends here in Luceti... would you say a few words about yourself? For my notes.

[Much later, in the evening, Don goes out for his run. Now that Shredder is gone, he's allowed to go out after dark again. He knows he doesn't have long before the nights get too cold for this, so he's going to enjoy it while he can.]

((OOC: On Ami's suggestion, Don is working on the in-game equivalent of a timeline and a CR chart.))

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I'm sort of nervous about contacting everyone...

[Come on, Ami, where's your self-confidence?]

Should I do it?

If you don't mind. I'd be more comfortable that way.

[He makes a note in the margin.]

Consider it done.

Thank you. I know it seems ridiculous. I can handle everything at the hospital, speaking with the patients and my superiors there. But I still get nervous approaching people I don't know outside of that.

No problem. We shouldn't even need to talk to anyone. I'll put out a message, and anyone who's interested can just... start working.

I think using the journals just for writing will help, too.

[It had gotten her through not being able to speak, at least.]

What do you mean?

[The journals' playback function means a Voice recording is just as permanent, so... why write?]

I just think it might help for times you don't want to go out or speak with people.

[But - he likes going out and speaking to people. It's one of the things that makes it worth being trapped in this place.]

I guess.

[Consider it a very large if.]

You know, in the meantime, we should do something before you won't feel like doing as much.

... What?

[That can't mean what he thinks it does.]

Swimming, or a picnic, or a hike maybe.... [But her voice trails off into complete uncertainty at his reaction. Perhaps she shouldn't have asked? It was rather forward of her.]

[Excuse him a moment while he filters this. If the conversation is going where he thinks it's going...]

Ami, what are you saying?

Nothing! It's just, it's starting to get cold. [With your body type... ~~alright, and what she's been told~~...]

Ami! [Well, what did he expect? He should really be more surprised that no one else has figured it out.]

[He tries to compose himself a little.] You - you haven't told anyone, have you?

No, of course not. [She says that easily enough and, of course, it's true.] I'm sorry if it seems to be prying.

It's all right... [In truth, it's good to have someone who knows, so they can look out for him when he's not lucid enough to do it himself. Usually Master Splinter fills that role, but, well, Don should know better than to count on his sensei staying in Luceti through the winter.] I - I would like to do something with you.

[Saved. She smiles, relieved, and a bit of warmth comes into her voice.]

Fall is a great time of year to enjoy. [She won't admit to liking leaf piles.] The colors are beautiful, and there are pumpkins and apples.

Halloween is coming... [There's an edge of sadness in his voice. It's always been a special day for him, and Leo enjoys it too, but neither of them ever got excited about it the way Raph and Mike did. It just won't be the same without them.]

[Aha! Something she can do to help out and cheer him up a little maybe!]

Have you thought about a costume?

[A little-known fact about Ami is that she quite enjoys sewing and knitting. She got a taste for knitting back when they had to do it for a home ec assignment way back in middle school; and even when she was in the Darkness, she sewed a new cape for Nephrite.]

[He can't help laughing at this suggestion.]

Ami, I don't need a costume.

I just thought... it might be fun to dress up, sort of.

[He can't really agree with that.]

Thanks, but costumes aren't really my thing.

[Only when it's necessary for a disguise.]

I wore a costume for part of a school assignment once.

[A penguin. Yep. Usagi was a rabbit - of course.]

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