Sixty-Second Theory [Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[Today, Don can intermittently be found standing outside House 55, eating a large but careful amount of the household's remaining food, and watching a long line of Kin'corans walk - or be forcibly herded - into the barracks to be teleported to wherever they're going.]

[In between these breaks, he will be industriously stripping the plaster from the walls of one of the house's long-vacant bedrooms, demolishing it right down to the studs. He has the windows open to help ventilate the inevitable dust, and the sound of his efforts can be plainly heard in the surrounding area.]

[Ask what he's doing in there? Complain about the noise? Or just join him to observe the sad parade of refugees?]

Comments

[Action]

[fearless_leader]

[The noise is the loudest in the house itself. With the refugees being herded out of the enclosure, Leo's returned to his normal routine. More or less.]

What happened to taking it easy, Don? [He's leaning on the door frame of the room, looking around at the stripping of the walls. His tone slightly amused. And Don was telling him to take it easy?]

it can't really be anything other than action, can it

[semper_cogitans]

[Robert has already been neurotic enough about the relative inability to clean Luceti in its current state, so Don destroying the room is making it worse, what with throwing all of the dust around.

He doesn't immediately go inside; the refugee Kin'corans are a distraction, and he wanted to make certain that Anatoly was alright first. But when he does, the first thing he gravitates towards is the room. He doesn't entirely want to - even the thought of that much dust is disturbing right now - but he needs to know what Don is doing.]

...

Can you... explain what the point of this is...?

[Action]

[tailasoldastime]

[Beast is just returning from the farmland, exhausted and still not well fed, but not wanting to go back to his house just yet in case it will be trashed. Instead he finds himself wandering over to the other end of the village, nearly walking into the line of Kin'corans... he doesn't even have the energy to feel relieved, that's how exhausted he is right now.

But his alertness is triggered by the smashing and ripping sounds he is hearing from House 55. Knowing who lives there, he stumbles over and stares, dazed, at the turtle at work.]

D... Don?