First Theory [Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[Donatello has been hiding out in his apartment for most of the past two weeks (i.e. his entire time in Luceti) because, well, that's what mutant turtles do. And also because 90% of his fellow inmates, including his brothers, seemed to have gone insane.

Now, though, a semblance of normalcy has been restored, and Don has decided to test this thing whereby it seems to be more-or-less safe for giant humanoid reptiles to walk about in broad daylight.

He's sitting by the fountain, finishing up the stack of books he borrowed from the library. His journal is open beside him, and now and then he'll dictate an interesting passage into it.

He'll probably be here until he runs out of books or daylight, whichever happens first. Go ahead and bother him.]

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[Action] here comes Cloud to disprove that theory

[herobydefault.livejournal.com]

[...that's a Sahagin (http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/finalfantasy/images/3/39/Sahagin_FF7.png) wearing a purple mask.

Cloud slooooowly unsheathes his sword, staring at the turtle-monster.]

[Action] This is not the scientific method

[i_speak_softly]

[Unsheath as slowly as you like, Don is a ninja and he knows that sound. He drops his book, jumps up, and draws his bo, falling back into a defensive stance.]

[Action] this is field research okay you can't be so structured

[herobydefault.livejournal.com]

[Okay, it stands like a Sahagin, but it's just got some stick. Maybe its trident broke. Cloud mumbles, talking to the Sahagin but more to himself since he knows it won't understand him.] Now how did you get here?

[Action] Edison never had to work under these conditions

[i_speak_softly]

[Don eyes the very large sword, and wonders whether his bo will hold up to it.] The same way everyone else did, I think.

[Action] He was pampered as hell

[herobydefault.livejournal.com]

[Oh hey it talked. ...probably a he; sounds like a he.] Holy hell, you just talked.

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[crytearsofjoy.livejournal.com]

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[i_speak_softly]

Oh, hey, Winry. [He folds the book closed around his finger, and shows her the cover.] You know, for a world without vehicles, Luceti has some surprisingly good books about jet engines.

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[wings-thatwait.livejournal.com]

Oh?

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[i_speak_softly]

The diagrams are very edifying. [He opens the book again, and passes it to her.]

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[nadarejin.livejournal.com]

Donatello.

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[i_speak_softly]

Leonardo! Good to see you again!

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[nadarejin.livejournal.com]

Likewise. You must enjoy reading.

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[i_speak_softly]

When I can find something to read. [He's not sure how to read Leonardo's gaze.] Bibliophile yourself?

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[sniperkingftw.livejournal.com]

[ YOU ASKED FOR IT. ]

[ Or, well. Usopp's going to walk up, look at you and try to decide whether or not to say anything. When he talks to turtles, it usually ends up with him flailing and/or being challenged to epic battles. You can understand his hangups here, right? ]

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[i_speak_softly]

[A weird guy with an enormous nose (well, to him, all humans have enormous noses, but this is just ridiculous) is staring at him. Don stares back, warily.]

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[sniperkingftw.livejournal.com]

[ Damn, it's always the nose with people. This is obviously going to go well. ]

...hi. [ So far, so good. ] It's a good library, right?

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[i_speak_softly]

... It's the best one I've ever been in.

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[wise_maiden]

[Assuming that this is earlier in the day and before any... shenanigans, Raine will have to pass by this way after school is out. She's carrying a bad full of students papers, and some books. He might recognize her from that meeting a few weeks ago, at the very least, should he look up.]

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[i_speak_softly]

[Oh, it's what's-her-name, who was running the town meeting. Wasn't she a teacher, also? She must be a very wise and important person. He doesn't have a good reason to interrupt her from her business, so he'll just go back to his book.]

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[wise_maiden]

[Raine'll notice him as she walks by anyway. Leonardo...? No, he wore blue. She didn't really catch the names of the others, either, but now is as good a time as any to start.]

That seems like it must be quite the read.

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[i_speak_softly]

I'm getting through it. [He shows her the book.] Aviation mechanics.

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[demented-mama.livejournal.com]

[Errand runs are fun, especially when they help tire you out so badly you don't have to worry about dreaming dreams that have no business being dreamed when you hit the hay. Carrying a few bags she'll come across Donatello and... kind of cock her head and just look.

She's not bothered in the least but, forgive her Donnie she can't help but look at you and think, 'If I skinned him down and boiled him I'd be set for turtle for months.'

He's huge and retired summoner or not, she can't help but always be thinking about ingredients and though turtle comes up so rarely in her rituals... She's a demon, allowed her thought of ill-will now and then.]

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[i_speak_softly]

[To the journal:] Three.

[To this person with the bags:] ... Can I help you?

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[demented-mama.livejournal.com]

...!

[That'll break her from her thoughts, leaving her to laugh a little.]

Ahah, whoops. Your size caught me off guard is all.

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[i_speak_softly]

[Size, color, ability to speak... it's always something.] Well, whenever you're done staring.