Seventeenth Theory [Action/Incidental Voice]

[i_speak_softly]

((Continuity notes: While taking care of Polka after she collapsed, Don and Raph learned that Leo had been mallynapped. They promptly barricaded themselves in Polka's room, but quickly realizing that this was not a long-term solution, they determined to Get Serious about their plans to disrupt the barrier and escape.))

[This morning, the Turtle Twosome can be found stalking around Luceti, sticking close to one another and glaring at everyone else as though just daring them to turn into giant brother-stealing robots.

Their first stop is the library, where they will spend a couple hours poring over books about electricity, magnetism, plasma, and other esoterica. (Well, mostly Don is poring while Raph runs books back and forth from the shelves.)

Later they descend upon the smithy, rummaging through the items there and carrying off a number of metallic parts.

After that they go directly to the item shop, where they bin-dive for more random-seeming objects.

Then, they retreat to C6, lock the door, and start assembling their booty into a device that is essentially the World's Most Awesome Lightning Rod.

In the evening, when it is slightly less excessively hot, they will emerge again, to spend some time cooling off at the lake. This will largely consist of long periods of sitting underwater, punctuated by brief forays to the surface for air.]

((Feel free to run into them at any point, or to eavesdrop through the journals as they're working. Tags will likely be answered by both.))

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

[He glances at the title, reading it over twice more to put it to memory.] At this point, I wouldn't mind some runnin'.

[Then he turns and heads off toward the section he needs. Lucky it's all alphabetical.]

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[i_speak_softly]

[Closes his book, opens the next. He's reading as fast as he can.]

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

[Several minutes later Raph returns with the book, setting it down rather loudly on the table before taking his seat opposite Don again.

As his brother reads, he starts inventing new ways to entertain himself. First it's tilting his chair back, trying to balance it on two legs, but once that gets boring he silently takes out his sai and starts secretly carving at the side of the table with the tip.]

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[i_speak_softly]

[The chair-tilting was a little distracting, but the table-carving is downright irritating.] Raph. A little respect for public property.

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

[Glancing up quickly, only to look down again and continue.] Like anybody cares.

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[i_speak_softly]

[Muttering into his book:] Juvenile.

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

Nerd. [Still carving away, not even looking up.]

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[i_speak_softly]

[Reading.]

[Reading.]

[Reeaadiing....]

[Suddenly -- Don lets his book drop back against the table, and slaps his hand near where Raph is carving.] Stop that.

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

[Oh this is far more interesting than watching him read.] Make me.

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[i_speak_softly]

[One-handed, he closes the book and puts it on top of the 'done' pile.] All right, I'm finished. We can go.

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

Finally. [He gets up and reaches for one of the piles.] We takin' any of these with us?

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[i_speak_softly]

Can't.

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

Hm. [Probably something to do with evidence and the Malnosso finding out about their plans...] Right.

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[i_speak_softly]

[Actually, something to do with the fact that he hasn't had the guts to get his own library card yet.]

[Already heading out the door.] The smithy next. Think you can manage to keep yourself out of trouble there?

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

I only work there, yanno. Plus it's way less boring than this place. [YES. Fresh air. FINALLY.]

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[i_speak_softly]

[Graciously refraining from the easy argument. And without any sarcasm:] I'm sorry you were bored.

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

Nah, it's fine. I'm just goin' stir-crazy is all.

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[i_speak_softly]

To be honest, I didn't find it that interesting either. But now we're getting to the fun part.

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

Just whose idea of fun are we talkin' about?

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[i_speak_softly]

Well, I don't know, Raph. How do you feel about building a high-tech lockpick? It might cause an explosion... [Read: If we're lucky!]

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

Lockpick. Is that what we're callin' it? Seems a little...bland. [Oh god, why is he encouraging you? Is he seriously that starved for something other than brooding?]

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[i_speak_softly]

Well, it's a device for breaking out of a cage, so... We could call it the Shell-eton Key.

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

[OH GOD THAT'S THE WORST ONE YET.

Raph cracks a grin, elbowing Donnie in the side.]

You're hopeless. You know that, right?

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[i_speak_softly]

Raph, I'm hurt. All my dreams of a bright future in product naming...

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[meanandgreen.livejournal.com]

It's for your own good, Donnie. The world can't take that much dorkiness. Er...um, creativity.