Fifty-First Theory [Written/Voice/Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[This morning, instead of going for his usual run, Don settles himself at his desk in the back room. The door is open and a pencil is poked thoughtfully between his teeth. When he begins to write, it isn't filtered, but courtesy of a translation-shield, anyone trying to read the entry will see something that looks more like a Danish cryptogram than

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[Voice]

[no_use_running]

I don't know what to say about myself, but, I hope this will be helpful.

[Action]

[no_use_running]

[She pulls up short the second he calls out.]

Are you alright?

[She hadn't thought it'd be that bad, and she instantly feels terrible. She hurries over towards him.]

[Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[He curls up on himself, not that this will help anything, and is grateful that Ami is the kind of fighter who stops when their sparring partner goes down.]

P-please don't do that...

[Action] self, you should not be thinking 'now the opposite: turtle soup!' >_< XD

[no_use_running]

I'm sorry! [She looks around quickly, but there's nothing here to help warm him with; of course not.]

Should we go inside? [There'd be blankets... hot tea...]

[Action] 8|

[i_speak_softly]

[If only he had studied some Fire magic...]

Yes...

[He holds out his hand. Ami is small, but maybe she can help a little?]

[Action] sorry! XD

[no_use_running]

[Fire is too foreign to her to learn, even here; she's focused on Nala instead. Healing suits her.

Ami gives Don her hand, and helps to support his weight as they head inside.]

I'm sorry. [She feels like she can't apologize enough. She hadn't meant to harm him.]

I just thought... I just thought it would be a small advantage.

[Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[He leans on Ami a little, and laughs weakly.]

Keep it in mind if you're ever in a real fight against a reptile.

[Action]

[no_use_running]

[Her voice comes out weak, too; the same voice as Ami despite the blue hair and uniform.] I'll remember.

[She will. This certainly drove it home. It's more relevant than one might expect, somewhere like Luceti and even back home if the enemy were to somehow arise again. Youma had taken on many different types of forms.]

And to apologize, please let me help you until you're feeling a little better.

[Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[He limps up the front walk and nudges the door open.]

Come in. And you know you still owe me a fair match, right?

[Action] *interrupts at a hideous time if this is okay?*

[semper_cogitans]

[Well, if the yelling hadn't gotten his attention before, the appearance of his slumped, ice-frosted partner being brought in by a battle-suited Ami - or, rather, Mercury, Robert has to correct himself - is frightening, to say the least. The little scientist scurries up to them both, eyes somewhat widened.]

Don, are you alright? What happened...?

[Is he going to have to get out the tepid water? Because that's the first thing he should probably do...]

[Action] it's perfect. >D

[no_use_running]

[Robert can get the water while Mercury helps Don to a chair. She doesn't answer the question, instead she gives a nervous glance to Don.

Truthfully, she feels ashamed. She shouldn't have let it happen like that. She should have... something!]

[Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[Don settles gratefully into the chair, pulling a throw blanket over himself.]

Robert, some tea? Please?

[He'll explain once he has a warm drink in his hands.]

[Action]

[semper_cogitans]

[Worriedly, Robert casts a single glance over his shoulder before heading off to boil water for the tea - this is something he does as quickly and efficiently as possible, and in the meantime he's casting glances at the sink. Should he try to get Don to the water...?

... May as well get him the tea first, though.

A few minutes later, he returns, with the warm tea in a nice mug for Don.]

[Action]

[no_use_running]

It was an accident.

[She might be saying to Don, it's so quiet and Robert is already leaving the room. It's the best she can do.]

Do you want anything? [This, is definitely directed to Don.] I'll bring it right away.

[Action]

[i_speak_softly]

I'm fine. Was that your own magic? I've never seen anyone do anything like that with Sona.

[Obviously the most important thing here is to investigate the nature of what hurt him.]

[When Robert returns, he murmurs "Thank you" and takes the mug carefully, holding it between his hands and inhaling the warm vapor.]

[Action]

[semper_cogitans]

[He almost catches the words as he leaves, but when Robert returns he lets himself study the situation in more detail, at least long enough to confirm what he was seeing before.

It's alarming that they were fighting, though clearly it must not have been for anything more than practise, as they're obviously not angry with each other. Still...]

You are welcome, but... are you e-entirely certain you are alright...? I could get you to a more suitable environment...