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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[She'll keep an eye on Don, too, but Mercury answers Robert's questions.]

No. My powers are Water. The others have power over different elements. Fire for Mars, for example.

[... Is his exhaustion causing the translation magic to do strange things, or did Robert really just say "senshi"?]

[Another part of his mind wonders if Mike was drawn to Ami because of her Water chi.]

What others?

Water... [That confirms something Robert had been wondering. He'd always noticed Ami's skills tended towards water and ice-related things, such as her spectacular swimming skills. This... makes it clear that it's a theme that she has.

It also means that ice was probably responsible for this temperature drop. So he nods thoughtfully.]

Like the Filial Spirits, almost.

[He does know there are others ~~though the mun isn't certain if he knows Usagi is one for certain, yet~~, but he is still curious.]

[Mike very likely was; water is a key part of the aura of everything about her.

As for Robert, if he sniffs around Usagi's secrets, he's going to learn just why a senshi is also sometimes called guardian.]

I guess you could call it similar. We were born with these powers from our past lives. [Even though that sounds incredibly unbelievable, too.]

Edited 2011-10-24 02:31 (UTC)

[Don wants to know more about these "past lives" Ami keeps mentioning, but he thinks he'll let Robert ask the questions. He senses that his own ability to speak intelligibly is dwindling fast.]

[He's had several months to see things more unbelievable than past lives, and though part of his mind still rebels, he asks anyway.]

Are they part of what gives you past lives in the first place...? Or what allows the mechanism that sustains them to occur, at least?

[She's starting to get uncomfortable with so much of the focus being on her.]

It's how we were born. We weren't born as humans, last time. [You can't apply the same biology and science, Robert - though Silver Millenium advancements were remarkable technologically, too.]

[Don is trying really hard to stay awake for this. What are you, Ami, if not human?]

[Sorry, Ami. Robert isn't really trying to be problematic, honest. He's just... unaware of how uncomfortable this is making her.]

What were you born as, then...?

[And that's the end of her patience, because this wasn't about her to begin with, and because she's starting to regret revealing herself if it means losing being seen for herself and being lost behind her other identity.]

I came here to help Don. Let's think about that.

[Yes, please do think about helping Don. He's barely conscious and likely to spill the still-hot tea on himself in a moment.]

[He's immediately apologetic, and with his attention pushed off the senshi, suddenly aware of how dangerously exhausted Don looks.

Yeah... interposing himself as quickly as possible between the hot tea and Don's hand, now.]

... My apologies.

[It's directed at both of them, in a rather chastised voice.]

I think... it would be prudent to get Don to his own bedroom, at this point...

[Diversion successful. Mercury concentrates, and her body shimmers with a watery blue aura as she lets her transformation fade and Ami stands in her place.]

I'll help bring him there. I'd like to monitor him there awhile, too.

[She will totally rig up her computer if she needs to.]

Muh?

[Why are you taking his tea? And - did Ami just change her clothes again?]

You are exhausted, Don. We need to get you somewhere safe.

[He doesn't even blink at Ami's transformation - knowing what it is, now, he's more focused on helping Don. Putting the tea down safely on a nearby coffee table, he links an arm under Don's side, propping the slumping turtle up.]

... Do you think we will be able to support him, Doctor Mizuno?

[She's not really strong. On the other hand, what choice do they have?]

We'll do our best.

[Clothes, and hair; back to dark instead of blue.]

[Oh, hi. Don nudges his snout against Robert's shoulder, investigating his partner's temperature as well as enjoying his presence.]

[However weak Ami might be, there's no way she's weaker than Robert. He can't even lift Don, though feeling Don nuzzle his shoulder is at least a comfort that the turtle is still conscious and breathing enough to be vaguely aware of his presence.

Robert is a little warmer than usual, because of adrenaline.]

Alright... I can brace him on one side if it would help. Or should I stand first...?

I'll help from the other side. [She motions for Robert to take his place.]

[Warm, hm? He turns away.]

[Robert and Ami's conversation and actions are slowly filtering through to his addled brain.]

You... want m' to get up?

It would help, yes. If you're going to fall asleep, it would be safest and most prudent for you to be somewhere more comfortable than here.

Besides, it would be easier to monitor you there. [So saying, he sidles up to Don on the opposite side of Ami, waiting for whatever signal to lift the turtle and take him back to his room.]

[She gives emphasis to Robert's words by a single one of her own.] Please.

[Gently, she reaches for Don's arm to help him to his feet, and nods to Robert.]

[Well, why didn't you say so? Don gets up under his own power and waits to be told where to go.]

[... Okay, good, that makes things easier. Robert still supports Don though, just in case.]

Your bedroom is best... [He'll help Ami go in the necessary direction if Don needs the extra assistance.]

[She gives a little breath of relief, and nods. She lets go of Don, but stays close enough to help him again if he needs it in a moment.]

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