Third Theory [Action]

[i_speak_softly]

((This thread is for residents of C6.))

[Don is used to living far, far away from other people. He's more than familiar with the concept of apartment buildings, but he never wanted to actually live in one. The idea of having other people - strangers - just on the other side of his wall, just above his ceiling, is kind of giving him hives.

So, today, he's going to go around knocking on doors and introducing himself to the neighbors. He doesn't have high hopes that this will be fun either, but at least he'll get it over with.

Knock knock, residents of C6! Who is it? An enormous turtle!]

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[nadarejin.livejournal.com]

Hello, Donatello.

[i_speak_softly]

... Leonardo? I didn't know you lived here!

[nadarejin.livejournal.com]

. . . You do now. What brings you here?

[i_speak_softly]

Ha, well - I'm knocking on doors to find out who lives in the building.

I'm - really grateful to see a familiar face, actually.

[nadarejin.livejournal.com]

How has that gone for you?

It's good to know the people you're living in the same place with.

[toysrusreject.livejournal.com]

[As Kaku answers his door, Donatello might notice his gigantic nose. That, and he looks a little confused. Why is there a turtle knocking on his door?]

[i_speak_softly]

[Don can't see much of this guy's face between his collar and his hat, but what he can see mostly consists of nose. Ugh, humans and their noses...]

Um, hi. My name's Donatello. I live on the first floor.

[toysrusreject.livejournal.com]

[Oh. The turtle is a neighbor.]

My name is Kaku. Nice to met you, I suppose. Is there a reason you're knocking on my door?

[i_speak_softly]

... No reason, really. [OMG, cold-calling humans, what was he thinking.] Just to, um, introduce myself.

... Nice to meet you?

[toysrusreject.livejournal.com]

Ah. That's fine. I thought you were going to ask to borrow sugar.

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

[Derek is actually cooking dinner in the community kitchen across from his apartment on the fourth floor when Don comes knocking, so that's where his head pops out from when he hears the knocking]

Raph?

[i_speak_softly]

[Yikes! Way to ninjafail, Donatello.

Also, he seriously needs to sit his brothers down and interrogate them about who they've met and whether those people are friends or enemies.]

Ah, no. I'm his brother Donatello. [Curious.] What are you making?

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

Oh. [And now Derek notes the different color bandana]

Sorry about that. I'm Derek [He offers a hand to shake]

Sparred with your brother a few weeks ago. He kept an eye out for me a few days after that during a rough night. It's nice to meet you.

I'm making pesto. Want some?

((OOC; Sorry about all the edits. Anti virus is running a check and it eats keystrokes sometimes. :/))

Being a mutant turtle means never having to change your clothes.

[i_speak_softly]

[Handshake get!] Oh, you spar? What style?

Pesto? [What strange foreign food is this?] Uh, sure.

Ah, but what about turtle wax?

[derek-bliss.livejournal.com]

Studied Aikido as a kid, took some judo later on, now use a style you're not going to find anywhere but on my world, and used by maybe three people, if that. Doesn't even have a name. Sensei and I just called it the 'get the hell out of the way' technique.

Pesto (http://recipe.aol.com/recipe/traditional-basil-pesto/98087)--It's an Italian pasta dish. It's actually the name of the sauce, but, well, you know how it goes. You're welcome to check it out.

He backs into the kitchen so Don can follow. There's a relatively large bowl of the stuff on the counter with a second cereal bowl next to it; looks like Derek was about to chow down.

now with less html fail

[antisilent.livejournal.com]

[Opening the door...! Is the most bland-faced guy ever. And then you're a turtle with a purple eyeband. That's odd. Not that it shows on his face or anything. After all, he's seen them around town even if he never spoke to them after all, he lives one room over from their room]

Hello.

[Also I know I do this too much but it's necessary for this guy in action-logs, can you please look over/reply to his permissions post (http://antisilent.livejournal.com/497.html)?]

Permissions post replied to!

[i_speak_softly]

[He's nervous, but pretending he isn't.] Hi. My name's Donatello. I live next door and I just wanted to, um... introduce myself.

Thank you sir~

[antisilent.livejournal.com]

[Ah, that's a Shinen somehow... unsuited for a giant turtle. But he supposes that everyone has their moments where hesitation will engulf them]

That's very polite of you. [A beat before he offers a hand to shake-] I'm Atsuki Saijo.

[i_speak_softly]

[Hand shaken.]

[Ah, a Japanese person.] Hamato Donatello. ... Of New York.

[antisilent.livejournal.com]

It's been there before. [A pause and then it's time for a deadpan joke-] I didn't see anyone quite like you, though.

[rachel-alucard.livejournal.com]

[Rachel lives in the last room on the top floor. The least she can do is humour you for taking the time and effort to come this far.]

Oh my, another turtle. I do hope you realise you have disturbed my tea.

[i_speak_softly]

[... Have his brothers completely forgotten the meaning of the word 'stealthy'?] Oh, I'm sorry! I - I'll come back later.

[rachel-alucard.livejournal.com]

Such a wasted effort. Why not join me for tea instead?

[i_speak_softly]

[What is this, Feed the Giant Turtle Day?] Oh, no, I don't want to intrude...

[rachel-alucard.livejournal.com]

What an unfortunate shame. It has been so boring as of late, I would've enjoyed the company for a short while.