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WHO: Leo and anyone!
WHERE: Temba
WHAT: just post Mermay things + EVENT THINGS
WHEN: the days following the mermaid event
WARNINGS: none

A: Reunion (closed to Donnie)

It's very odd to be so sure you've always been a sea turtle one minute, then wake up and realize you were always a semi-aquatic red-eared slider. That's the feeling Leo is having now, as he wakes up in the workshop where he's been living alone and the world is no longer under water.

As he blinks and adjusts to his memories correcting themselves, he realizes what woke him up: a series of pings from his communication advice. Many pings from his communication device, actually. Rolling over and grabbing it from the side of his bed, he blinks blearily at the flood, then sits up straight and throws himself to the floor.

The messages are all from Donnie.

He scrolls back and sees that they cover weeks, the first a big batch as Donnie asks what happened in Temba and desperately tries to get Leo to answer, the rest becoming more periodic over time. Donnie's been trying to get through to him the whole time he was a semi-fish.

Donnie is still here.

Leo's already out the door by the time he sends a return message.

hey
where are u?

He left the factory so fast he forgot to change masks, his sleep eye mask pushed up on his forehead.

B: Stuck in the Suburbs (open)

So everything's okay now; Donnie's back, and the two of them are reunited. A happy ending for everyone!

Except for the part where they're still stuck on an alien planet lightyears from home, with no clear idea of how to get back.

Those are just details, though. Surely they can figure something out - they just have to find clues.

Thinking Donnie had gone home hadn't exactly made Leo eager to go out the last few weeks, something he's kind of regretting now that he has to walk most places. But now that things are okay again, he's out exploring, looking around all the places he hasn't seen in Temba yet. And this exploration leads him to the subdivision, and all it's semi-intact but still functionless and empty houses.

It's kind of creepy. It reminds Leo of those old movies where they'd build a town in the desert for nuclear testing.

He doesn't really have any clear aim, he's just wandering around. Though he does pause at one point and pick up a rock, then lob it through a window for a satisfying crash.

Perhaps you witness this act of petty vandalism. Do you say something to the Youth?

C: Sk8er Boi (open)

One of the good things that happened at the space port: Leo got a new skateboard! And he hasn't gotten much chance to ride it yet, thanks to spending the last several weeks as a sea turtle, but now he has his land legs back and it's time to test this baby out.

He sticks to the main parts of town where the roads are better, meaning, of course, that he is skateboarding around more populated areas. Well, populated being relative, but maybe you'll see the turtle zipping and zooming around, grinding off of the fountain or doing kickflips by the diner.

Or maybe he'll be looking the wrong way and accidentally run into you. Whoops!

D: Cheese Grater (Event/Open) (CW: violence, death (mostly off screen))

Leo didn’t mean to get caught in the storm, but when Donnie didn’t come back before it started he went back into it. Admittedly not his finest idea, but it’s the only one he had.

The memory that he, and you by extension, has stumbled into is a chaotic one.

He’s in the underground lair, but it’s crumbling, and there’s something attacking, huge and made of metal. It roars and swipes with massive, savage claws, and it’s all Leo can do to grab on to his little brother, popped in his shell. Across the room, his older brother protects Donnie from certain doom.

Whether you take a spot in this memory or just watch it play out, things are clear: this is a losing battle.

E: Something Lighter…? (Event/Open)

The New York skyline moves by fast, seen from the rooftops and not the street. Leo and his family are jumping the gaps together, and they’re moving fast.

Leo is truly in his element here. He’s been doing this for years, and he’s good at it. He knows exactly how much force to put into the jump, exactly how to angle his feet for a smooth landing. If you take his place, you can feel how it is for him: freeing and exhilarating, every jump as exciting as the last. He enjoys this feeling, the swoop of his stomach in midair before he comes down. With his brothers laughing and jumping beside him, and his dad out in front, he’s about as happy as he’s ever been.

If you aren’t taking his place, well, try not to get motion sick as the memory rushes to keep up.

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Leo curls his lip. “Is it? I mean, I know I’ve only talked to the guy like, twice, and everything else I know is going off what people have told me, but I mean, he seems like the type that covers up how they feel with jokes and thinks if they don’t treat anything seriously then nothing will ever be serious.”

And who would ever act like that, huh? Sounds pretty lousy!

(Leo may be projecting. A smidge.)

“But no, I haven’t talked to him. I guess I was kinda mad at him. Especially because-“ He glances at Donnie, then lets that sentence drop. “Well, just because!”

It's still enough that Donnie's hunching up his shoulders at the implication. He may have been told it wasn't his fault for getting hurt but he still can't see how it wasn't. Even Tony had looked at him cross-eyed for apologizing. Wesker had been the only one accepting of it and more than ready to pick up when Donnie had told him he owed him, but for as much as he knew the guy, Donnie hadn't been surprised at all there.

"...." Leo says he's only talked to Tony twice and yet it sounds like he does have the man down pretty solidly. Shaw had said as much, but Donnie himself hadn't really pieced it together until she'd made her point.

"Oh..." he says quietly, belatedly. He fails to come up with a follow-up, the turn of conversation already leaving a sour taste in his mouth and a worse feeling in his empty stomach.

Well, being able to clock people fast is one of Leo’s primary useful skills!

Though right now it’s not really helping him with Donnie, who looks more upset than ever. Man, he bungled this one. He wonders what he can do to fix this…

Not anything right now, though. Leo is quiet a moment, but never one to sit in silence, he abruptly changes the topic.

“Do sea turtles have to breathe air or are they one of those turtles that breathe through their butts?”

This is a serious scientific query.

It's enough of a jump that it effectively gets Donnie off of that horrible train of thought.

"Wha? Well, they need to breathe air but they can hold their breath underwater for a long time, even longer if they're asleep because they can slow down their heart rate." He pauses, arching a brow at Leo before he smiiiirks.

"...why, were you breathing through your butt when you were a merturtle?"

Leo immediately looks offended at that.

“Uh, no, I’m a dignified turtle and I would never breathe through my butt!”

Rescind your accusation, sir!

Never!

"Well why else would you be asking? Was there a surface at all for you to come up to breathe?" Actually, Donnie has little idea of how any of that worked, so now seems like the best time to seize the opportunity. It's going to be a long way back anyway, may as well get some answers.

"All I saw from the feed I was getting from the train was the barrier around the city. I think it was the one used for the volcano, but Te Mi said it wasn't the Agrii's doing."

“Well, no… but it mostly felt like I was breathing normally!”

And he does not normally breathe through his butt!

“It was weird. Everything was under water and we were all swimming, but furniture and stuff didn’t really act like it was under water.”

Donnie tries not to snicker but it's always funny when his brother's been put off balance. And technically it is his fault that this line of questioning has come into play. ...okay, maybe it shouldn't be that funny, maybe that's the exhaustion translating into deliriousness but he figures it's better than being sad and afraid.

"Where'd it all go? Water can't just...appear and then vanish. But then I guess that's a stupid question if people can just be suddenly turned into fish, that's like, a whole different level of molecular restructuring."

Yeah yeah, yuck it up! He’ll remember this later!

(Making Donnie laugh was, of course, his aim from the beginning.)

“What do you mean? Isn’t that literally what evaporation is?”

The water disappears in the sun. He knows the water cycle!

"That much water would have taken at least a month to completely dissipate by natural means. Do you remember how long between your last day as a fish and when everything was back to normal?" Donnie asks, jabbing a finger at Leo's shoulder. "And that doesn't even explain where all the water came from to begin with. Was it salt water or fresh?"

“Well, I was a fish last night, sooo…” Not a month ago, that’s for sure.

And honestly, he doesn’t remember the answer to that question. It hadn’t really felt like anything.

“…Saaalt?”

Maybe?

So much for gathering data. Donnie looks at Leo flatly before rubbing at the spot between his brows.

"I guess I shouldn't be entirely surprised considering that you're not even really sure how you were breathing underwater that entire time. Did you eat? Was the power still running? -Are my plants still alive?!"

Ah, there’s the Donnie he knows and for some reason loves.

“Yes, yes, and I don’t know? The plants seemed pretty okay when I was walking over here.”

Hopefully they are fine so Donnie doesn’t go into full meltdown mode.

'I don't know' is never a sufficient answer and this fresh cause for anxiety pulls all too easily across Donnie's face as he wrings his hands. It's times like these that he wishes the hangar weren't clear across the city, or rather that the warehouse wasn't so far from everything.

He's half-tempted to bust out the flight mode on his battle shell. He's definitely running through possible options, at least until he trips again and nearly falls into Leo.

“Dude.”

Leo catches him, but he’s giving him a look that is trying very hard not to be openly worried.

“You need to sleep. The plants will be there later.”

Donnie looks half-ready to protest before he swallows it down with a grimace and a reluctant sigh. If they're waterlogged then there's not much to be done for them, and if they're okay, then there's nothing to worry about. Leo had confirmed that the power was still running, one less thing to worry about. "...yeah. Yeah, I guess so," he mutters, making to push away from Leo and hesitating to fully do so.

"...can't you just portal us back?" he asks.

Leo feels another lurch of worry when Donnie tries to push away, and it isn’t really abated when he decides not to go through with it.

“…Yeah.”

Leo unsheathes his sword and slices it through the air, opening a portal back to the warehouse. At least he knows where to aim, going this direction.

He’ll wait till they step through, and make sure Donnie isn’t about to keel over, before sighing and rubbing his neck.

“Can’t believe I’m going to ask… Do you want me to go check on the plants for you?”

He is so glad they don't have to walk across half a city.

Donnie at least manages to go through without another stumble, that weird clicking of metal backtracking towards them as the robot ambles after.

It's not home but it's still as familiar a territory as any place these days, and it puts Donnie at ease. He rubs at his eyes, pausing to slide a look at Leo with that offer made.

"Now I know I'm delirious." There's no stifling the yawn that slips, and Donnie doesn't even bother with the recharge dock as he unlatches his battle shell and lets it fall to the floor behind him. "But delirious or not I'm still taking the offer, please, yes and thank you," he murmurs between another yawn as he trudges towards his bed. Well, the mattress that makes up his bed. Maybe one day he'll get around to actually making them some actual beds.

So the robot is just… living with them now? Or, well, not living, but you get what Leo means! It’s not like this is the first robot he’s shared space with, but it’s just creepy looking.

Of course, Donnie’s enthusiastic(?) agreement is met with a scowl.

“This is just a one time thing! And only because you look like you’re going to collapse.”

Sorry Leo. If Donnie were thinking about it he'd tell it to go sit in a corner or something for now, but as it is, the robot just starts mapping out this new space it's found itself in.

Sleepy or not, Donnie still manages a grin over his shoulder. "Uh-huh. Just make sure the dirt isn't too wet that it's mud. If it looks that way, just hit the yellow button on the side panel, that should delay the auto-timer on the watering protocols," he says before promptly flopping onto his mattress.

“If it’s mud, hit the yellow.”

For emphasis, Leo grabs his own pillow off the mattress and gives Donnie a quick thwack on the shell with it. Then he quickly tosses his pillow back on his mattress and prepares to portal out.

“Bye!”

"Mff!" By the time Donnie's shoved himself up to throw a glare back at Leo, all he sees is the flare of blue light. He lets himself flop back onto his bed, muttering about revenge before passing out not long after.

He might not have to come up with anything given the robot decides to eventually make itself at home by parking itself on Leo's mattress.

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