And I Carry a Bo Staff

[Snow.]

[After a brief return to nighttime runs, Don had given them up again as the evenings grew too cold. Now, it looks like his morning excursions are also coming to an end.]

[In lieu of running, he starts his day with some vigorous indoor exercise. After that, he sits down at his journal to leave the following message.]

Hello to all the new people. If you need help, the Welcome Center can give you a place to stay. It's just outside the village plaza.

Speaking of the Welcome Center, did anyone else see what's on the calendar there? It says that in a few days Bil will be meeting with residents at the Battle Dome.

[The calendar does indeed list such an event. Of course, it's only because Don wrote it in himself yesterday. After suffering the somewhat-embarrassing consequences of receiving wrong information, he's decided to purposely start an inaccurate rumor, so he can track and study its spread.]

[After responding to any immediate replies, Don closes the journal and goes to find his housemates. He needs to have some words with them.]


((I would be delighted if this rumor did indeed get passed around. If there's any interest, I can put up a log for people trying to attend this meeting, possibly with Don setting up some more-or-less elaborate conclusion to the story, to help ensure that no one suffers any further consequence from this than wasting some of their time.))

[Don has been in Luceti for seven months now, but there are still some places he has not yet visited. Tonight, he's crossing one of those places off his list.]

[After leaving a note for his housemates, he heads to Good Spirits to see what kind of novel entertainments it might offer. He's not usually interested in alcohol, but tonight he might just be in the mood for a few drinks. He might even feel like firing up the jukebox and dancing like a fool. And, if any fellow patron should happen to suggest some other previously-untried-but-potentially-fun activity, he might just go along with it.]

[Drink with him? Dare him to do something? Or just watch from that shadowy booth in the corner?]

((There is a reason for the insanity, I promise. Please encourage him to do things he normally wouldn't!))

[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.]