Fifty-Fifth Theory [Voice/Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[Don has been returned from his mission with the Malnosso. In this case, that means that his guide-droid politely but firmly made it clear to him that sorry, but he had to leave.]

[His journal is returned to him, he's shown to a teleporter, and a moment later he's standing in the village's coffee shop. After getting something - well, a number of somethings - to eat, he settles into a booth and opens said journal.]

Filtered to housemates || Unhackable

Guys, I'm back. I'm at the coffee shop. [Almost as an afterthought:] I'm okay. Robert, can you bring my snowsuit?

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If anyone was waiting... I'm back.

[Some time later, he adds:] Has anyone heard of a Deadly Nadder? Or a Gronckle?

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[fearless_leader]

[Not giving up are you?]

< I'm not staying in bed. > [There's nothing wrong with wanting to go help his brother get home.]

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[i_speak_softly]

< Fine. Get out of bed, but don't leave the house or operate any open flames. >

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[fearless_leader]

< Donatello. I'm fine. You're the one I'm worried about. >

[Don't try and twist this around to him. He really is fine. Even if he wasn't, he's not about to let you mother-hen him.]

< Fine, I'll stay and make tea. But don't take forever getting here. > [Or he'll come looking for you.]

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[i_speak_softly]

[Leo. Does everything have to be a battle?]

< Am I allowed to finish this first? >

[He plops an enormous sandwich in front of the camera.]

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[fearless_leader]

[He's not seen his brother in twenty days, has been worried sick, and now you won't let him come get you. What do you want?]

< You can eat here. >

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[i_speak_softly]

[Okay. Don has just decided that was a rhetorical question.]

< Leo, I'm starving and I'm going to finish this sandwich before I hike through the snow. Keep your shell on for five more minutes. >

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[fearless_leader]

< Don't tell me they didn't feed you there. >

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[i_speak_softly]

[Carefully:] < They put me in a library and told me I could eat and sleep whenever I wanted to. >

[Leo ought to be able to guess the outcome of such an arrangement.]

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[fearless_leader]

[Malnosso, after two years, you still don't know his brother very well do you?

Don'll hear a groan, and flesh hitting flesh as he facepalms.]

< You didn't eat for twenty days? Donatello. Do you realize how unhealthy that is? >

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[i_speak_softly]

< I ate! Just -- not twenty days' worth. >

[Voice;Same filter] Is it bad that this thread amuses me? xD

[fearless_leader]

< How often did you eat? >

[Voice;Same filter] If this is bad I don't want to be good

[i_speak_softly]

< I don't remember? >

[Voice;Same filter] Me neither! xD

[fearless_leader]

[Oy, feeling a headache coming on.]

< That's still not good. >

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[i_speak_softly]

[Saying "I thought it was only a week" will probably not help his case, so... he's just going to work on this sandwich.]

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[fearless_leader]

< I'll have the tea ready. Anything else I should know? >

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[i_speak_softly]

I had a good time. Really.

[He doesn't care who overhears this.]

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[fearless_leader]

Can't wait to hear about it. I assume it has to do with those Deadly Nadder and Gronckle you asked about?

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[i_speak_softly]

Mm.



How long am I allowed to talk about them?

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[fearless_leader]

Here, as long as you want.

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[i_speak_softly]

[Yay! You're going to get a hug (and a monologue) when Don gets home.]

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[fearless_leader]

[When Don and Robert had come back to the house, the tea was ready. Leo had definitely hugged his brother. It took a while to be able to just talk between the two of them though, as Robert was really clingy. But eventually they got the sceientist to go something else.]

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[i_speak_softly]

[Don rests his elbows on the kitchen table, hunching over his second cup of tea. He can sense that his brother has been impatient to talk about something he didn't want the house's resident human to hear.]

< What's going on? You looked like you wanted to chase him out of here with a katana. >

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[fearless_leader]

Leo's poured himself another cup of tea, watching as the steam curls out of the cup. The tea has helped in getting his mind in order as he thinks of what to say.]

< If I did, he'd be gone already. > [It's automatic, but it's true. The thought has crossed his mind more than a few times. But Robert's had his uses, uses that made him worth keeping.]

< Don, I caught Robert and Helios in the kitchen. >

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[i_speak_softly]

< Thanks a lot, and what's your point? >

[Both men like to eat; it's hardly a crime.]

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[fearless_leader]

[The problem is, they weren't eating.]

< They were kissing >

[It's said a little angrier then probably needed. But to him, it was wrong.]