Appointments

[semper_cogitans]

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[Voice] May 14, in regards to Selphie's New Feather Party post

[intangible_girl]

Professor Hastings?

Could... you do me a favor?

y u abuse my system *shot* no it's okay o/`

[semper_cogitans]

[Is dat sum Ingrid calling Robert up? Not that this hasn't been a near-constant occurrence since the ninth, and honestly Robert is getting quite fond of Ingrid's voice.]

... Certainly, Ms. Grimmholtz. How can I be of assistance?

ahahahaha you can't stop me

[intangible_girl]

I saw something on the journals today that caught my interest. It appears some of the residents are throwing a party for the New Feathers. I would... like to attend. But since I can't, I was wondering if you'd go in my place.

noooo *Darth Vader pose*

[semper_cogitans]

[For a moment, Robert feels the familiar ice-cold grip of social anxiety in the pit of his stomach. He avoided the last New Feather party for a reason...

... But this is different. He'd be a stand-in for somebody else.]

I... I-I could... perhaps do so.

I am... a-afraid that I am not the most... socially-competent of people, however...

[By which he means he's gonna spend a lot of time hiding in a corner.]

[i_speak_softly]

Date of Thread: Evening of May 19
Type of Thread: Voice, probably quickly becoming Action
Location: House 55, Robert's apartment, points between?

[It's been three days since Raphael's return, two since Vivi's disappearance. That's enough time to resume a semblance of normalcy, right? In the confusion, those two things Don meant to give Robert slipped from his mind, but he's remembered them now, and he hopes it isn't too soon, too insensitive, to bring them up again.]

Robert? Can I talk to you?

[semper_cogitans]

[Robert has, actually, been wanting to talk to Don too. What with the uncomfortable and downright distressing occurrences that have happened today, he really wants to just... cling to him.

So, yes. This is... getting his attention fast.]

Please do...

... I h-have things to relate to you as well, a-actually.

[i_speak_softly]

- Are you all right?

[semper_cogitans]

... In a word, no.

[Distressedly:] I... I would explain to you, but... I w-wouldn't wish you to be upset.

... However, you deserve to know what occurred... So it is more important to inform you. I should give you some background first, though...

[Robert exhales slowly.] To preface this... A friend of mine, Ms. Ingrid Grimmholtz, almost died today.

[the_mikester]

Date of Thread: June 5, morning
Type of Thread: [Voice-->Action]
Location: Uh, somewhere. Maybe nowhere.

[He'd made Don a promise. And even though Robert is about his least favorite person right now, he has to at least try to fulfill that promise. Much as he'd rather scrub toilets or face the Shredder or something.

But he still calls him over the journals first.]

Uh... Robbie?

[semper_cogitans]

[Robert is probably oblivious to the fact the turtles other than Don know anything about what occurred between him and their brother.

Still, he doesn't expect Mike to talk to him (when does he?) and the mood he is in right now means that any association with the Hamatos is one that provokes sadness on his part.]

... Hello, Mike.

[Those two words are full of the pain and loss and repeated loathing of several days of terse, quick messages from friends that Robert doesn't know the current health or safety of.

Little does he know that his friend will die today. But even without that news, he's still a wreck.]

[the_mikester]

[...

Geez, who died?]

Uh... Well, anyway, Donnie wanted me to train you, so... I thought I should. Since. You know. Yeah.

[Awkward~.]

[semper_cogitans]

[Robert's sanity, for starters.]

... Train me? [Robert's voice is almost deadpan at that, though he does have a questioning inflection. The last thing he wants to do right now is go outside and train in a way that reminds him of the war raging around his partner. Especially not with Mike, who's uncomfortable with him at the best of times and who is unlikely to be sympathetic to his physical inability.]

Whatever reason would Don want me to be trained for...?

[The idea of going to fight makes him sick, but in a perverse way, he almost wishes he'd been drafted too. Not to see the war, of course, but so that he could be with Don.

He'd probably ensure their collective deaths, though.]

[i_speak_softly]

Date of Thread: June 12
Type of Thread: Action
Location: Robert's apartment

[It's still fairly early in the morning when Don knocks on Robert's door, ready to commence their vigil for Helios' return. He still looks pretty roughed-up from last week's draft, but his spirits are good, and the bandage on his leg is gone. He's a little nervous about what Helios' "death loss" might be, but no matter what he'll be glad to see his friend again, as he's glad to see Robert now. It's their first time being alone together since the battle.]

Hi.

[semper_cogitans]

[Robert answers the door almost immediately, looking a little strained - worrying will do that to you, as will not sleeping the best - but happy to see Don. Yes, it has been awhile since they've been together alone, and he's glad that Don wanted to spend some time with him to help this vigil for Helios.]

Hello, Don...

... I know it is early, but... nothing yet. [Not that Robert expected there to be. But Don should be able to tell that Robert has been obsessively watching the journal transmissions anyway. After all, he has his journal propped open at the couch, clearly at an angle where it can be obsessively stared at without moving.]

[i_speak_softly]

[Don follows Robert in, looking around at the state of the apartment.]

Did you sleep last night?

[semper_cogitans]

[The apartment is... not in disrepair by any means, but it's evident that Robert hasn't cleaned it as obsessively as usual yet.]

... Not well, admittedly.

I... I worry. Very much. [Probably way too much, but it's Helios, the person who means the second-largest amount to him in Luceti.]

[i_speak_softly]

Date of Thread: June 14 (during the Defining Trait experiment)
Type of Thread: Action
Location: Going to the western lake

[Before Don left on Sunday, he told Robert to pack up his swim gear - any of it that he wanted to use - and be ready at seven on Tuesday morning.]

[At exactly that hour, Don is sitting under Robert's window, ringing the bell of his bicycle. Said bicycle is not as it was last time Robert saw it in the Hamatos' house - it has been built out into a kind of tandem, with a chair-like second seat, and it is now pulling a small wagon loaded with a picnic basket, Don's duffel bag, a rolled-up blanket, and several canteens of water.]

[Hurry up, boyfriend - it's an hour's ride to the lake, and Don has a busy day planned.]

[semper_cogitans]

[If there's one thing that stuck around during the experiment, it was memory. So Robert is still actually organized and ready to go for the trip to the lake - the only difference is he looks a lot brighter than usual.

Beaming when he hears the bell, Robert scoops up his organized bag, full of the swim gear (because he just figured he'd bring all of it), and hops outside with a positively glowing expression.]

Don! I'm really looking forward to this! It's just too bad I didn't see you yesterday... but we can catch up today, can't we? [He practically glitters as he goes to sit next to Don in the tandem bicycle after placing his bag in the wagon.] I can't wait to try this out... I'll have so much to talk about with the others!

[By "the others", he means "half the village".]

[i_speak_softly]

[It's just an exciting kind of day, isn't it?]

Did I miss that much in a day?

[As soon as Robert is settled, Don stands up on the pedals, using his weight to get the bike moving.]

[semper_cogitans]

[Yes, very exciting. Any day Robert gets to spend with his wonderful friends is an exciting one.]

The village has certainly been exciting lately - and I'll have to get started on plans for a party with Giles... [Unlike his usual bluntness, Robert doesn't just announce what the party's for.] Oh, but I'm certain you'd rather think about us today, right? [And Robert's smile turns almost... playful.] After all, this is a picnic for just the two of us.