Fifty-First Theory [Written/Voice/Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[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.))

Comments

[action]

[bemyused]

Myu, maybe a few months? Not long after Pommy came here, there was an experiment that changed the hallway outside Pommy's apartment to look like the factory that was the planet Neverland, so there was a lot of lava out there and Pommy couldn't go out to get food!

[action]

[i_speak_softly]

[... He's pretty sure he knows which one you mean.]

That one... made my house look like... my home.

[action]

[bemyused]

But...isn't your house already your home...? [Needless to say, Pommy's never heard of Karl Marx's "house vs. home" theory.

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[i_speak_softly]

I mean my real home. Where I lived before I came here.

[action]

[bemyused]

Ohhh, okay. What did that look like?

[action]

[i_speak_softly]

[He shakes his head. He doesn't want to go any further on this subject.]

It's getting late. I should head back.

[action]

[bemyused]

[Pommy's a bit startled at the abrupt change of subject, but he lets it go.]

Myu, okay. Pommy should head back, too! Where do you live?

[action]

[i_speak_softly]

[He gestures in the general direction.]

The south end of the village. What about you?

[action]

[bemyused]

Pommy lives on the first floor of community housing 4!

[action]

[i_speak_softly]

That's on the way.

[They could walk back together?]

[action]

[bemyused]

Then let's walk back together!

[action]

[i_speak_softly]

[Don turns his steps in that direction and falls silent, reflecting on the day.]

[action]

[bemyused]

[Pommy's getting a little tired himself, so he'll be silent as he walks side-by-side with Don. He's happy just spending time with a new friend.]

[action]

[i_speak_softly]

[Before long, they're back at C4. Don pauses at the corner of the building.]

It was nice meeting you, Pommy. I'll see you around, I guess.

[action]

[bemyused]

It was nice meeting you, too! Pommy hopes we can meet again! Good night!

[And with that, Pommy scurries off.]