Twenty-third Theory [Action/Voice/Accidental Video]

[i_speak_softly]

((Backdated to this morning, of course.))

[An earthquake in Luceti? Don doesn't know how likely that is, except that apparently it's possible.]

[Somewhere in the back of his brain, he knows that you're supposed to stand in a doorway when an earthquake hits. But as the first tremors rumble through C6, knocking Don's journal off a shelf so that it falls open on the floor, all he can think is protect Raph.]

[He throws himself over his still-bedridden brother, holding him to the mattress and trusting the springs to cushion both of them from the worst of the shaking.]

[As soon as things are quiet, he'll dash to the other room and grab his bo, in case this earthquake was caused not by movement of fault lines but by big-jawed robots chomping their way through the building.]

[Noticing the open journal, he'll shout into it.] Did anyone else feel that?

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[voice]

[folklorist]

An earthquake...

Is everything all right by you?

[voice]

[i_speak_softly]

The town is in chaos, the building might collapse, and my brother can't get out of bed. I think the answer is no.

[voice]

[folklorist]

[ Duh Helios. He sounds calm, or at least he's trying to remain calm. Panicing in this situation won't do anyone much good. He swallows thickly this whole disaster had happened so fast leaving no one much time to prepare for anything. ]

Your brother? Oh dear. I-I don't know how much I can be of assistance but perhaps if...if I could get there in time, I could give you some time to get out? Ah-a barrier could work. Or...or! I could summon something to come fetch you. [ He's mumbling to himself, thinking. ]

[voice]

[i_speak_softly]

[That frankly sounds awful.] Thanks, Helios, but someone else is already on the way.

[Pause.] Helios, can you help a friend of mine? His name is Casey Jones and he's trapped somewhere.

[voice]

[folklorist]

[ Sigh of relief. ] I see, yes that's good. If you're certain but please keep in touch. It's bad enough with everything happening, you don't want to worry an old man into an early grave do you? [ He has a hint of amusement in his voice; he can't help himself sometimes. ]

A friend? Trapped? Oh my that's terrible! Why didn't you say so sooner. Just tell me where he is and I'll see what I can do.

[voice]

[i_speak_softly]

He says he's at the Welcome Center. Or what's left of it.

[Today seems like a good day for telling other people's secrets.] Please hurry, Helios. I think he's claustrophobic.

[voice]

[folklorist]

[ Ugh the Welcome Center got hit too? Mother Nature is hardly remorseful here as well it seems. ]

I understand. I'll get there as fast as I can. [ And with that you'll hear shuffling as he gets ready to head over to the Welcome Center. ]