duelkatana: (in kicking butt)
Hamato Leonardo ([personal profile] duelkatana) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2014-05-18 08:28 pm

[open catch-all]

Characters: Leonardo ([personal profile] duelkatana) and OPEN
Date: throughout the month of May
Location: various
Situation: various
Warnings/Rating: none yet; subject to change

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{ooc; If you'd like me to write up a header for you or otherwise plot, feel more than free to PM me or catch me at [plurk.com profile] throesofangels. Or you can tag in with your own starter! This month Leo will spend much of his time rooftop-hopping in the Fire Sector, lingering as near to Tu Vishan's head as he can get away with, and keeping a self-imposed vigil near damage control spots throughout the city. Brackets or prose both welcome!}
i_speak_softly: (Looking at something)

[personal profile] i_speak_softly 2014-05-27 02:32 am (UTC)(link)
"You usually win, and I assume you've spent the past year preparing for exactly this moment," Don replies, as he settles onto the floor.

It's a joke, and yet, consciously or not, there's a germ of hurt in it. Leo has been doing something for the past year - getting older, getting wiser, practicing anything and everything in his obsessive, obstinate, admirable way - while Don didn't even know he was gone. It's a concept Don is still trying to swallow, more difficult even than brothers from another dimension, or evil techno-organic entities, or mysterious powers thinking that slightly-upgraded tech could coax him to live apart from his family.

Don makes an opening move on the chessboard, as he ponders his conversational gambit.
i_speak_softly: (What you're saying makes me sad.)

[personal profile] i_speak_softly 2014-05-27 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
"Are you doing all right?" Don asks, as he studies this move. He is fairly confident that the answer is no, but his observational and deductive skills haven't gotten him much beyond that. He could go for Why won't you tell me what's going on or Where have you been sneaking off to at night, but Leo rarely responds well to frontal assaults. Letting him take control of a conversation - or at least think he's taking control - tends to yield much better results.
i_speak_softly: (Not what I was hoping for)

[personal profile] i_speak_softly 2014-05-27 03:20 am (UTC)(link)
Trust Leo to play aggressive chess and be conversationally defensive at the same time. Just noticing the conflicting strategies is almost enough to make Don's head hurt, as he opens a trap on the board.

"Are you sure?" he presses. "You've seemed down lately."
i_speak_softly: (This is my grim and serious look.)

[personal profile] i_speak_softly 2014-05-27 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
Interesting choices, Leo.

"What do you want to do?" Don asks. About the situation in the city, that is. The question comes with an unspoken What do you want me to do? He's been working on some of his own projects, but it's mostly a positioning move - making sure he has the technical knowledge he'll need to carry out any orders his brother gives him.
i_speak_softly: (Hello - is this thing on?)

[personal profile] i_speak_softly 2014-05-27 12:38 pm (UTC)(link)
It bothers Don that he doesn't know who Leo's friends are these days - partly because he's not used to being excluded from his brothers' lives that way, partly because Leo doesn't have the best track record where making friends is concerned.

"I found out that - the thing in the palace, is a techno-organic construct that may have been spawned from the networks themselves." He rubs the ridge between his eyes. "Which explains a lot about the virus. Beyond that, I can tell you anything you want to know about Communicative Technologies of Keeliai."

Maybe some of which can be useful in tracking down Leo's "contacts"?
i_speak_softly: (Crud)

[personal profile] i_speak_softly 2014-05-28 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
"Yes. And no." His gaze drifts up from the increasingly-hopeless situation on the chessboard. "Even more advanced, maybe."
i_speak_softly: (A still more glorious dawn~)

[personal profile] i_speak_softly 2014-05-28 02:22 am (UTC)(link)
As play passes back and forth and the number of pieces on the board dwindles, Don tells Leo what he knows. He starts with an overview of how the consoles work, moves on to the radio system, and covers what he and Aya have been attempting to do with the Green Lantern Energy. Along the way he mentions what he's picked up about kedan communication systems, relevant special abilities of Foreigners, and some noteworthy technology from the homeworlds of those who have been brought here.

He doesn't entirely manage to stick to "layman's terms", but his dissertation ought to be about 90% comprehensible.
i_speak_softly: (Never say die)

[personal profile] i_speak_softly 2014-05-28 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
Don spreads his hands. "No one ever noticed the Shell Cells, did they?" Never mind that this network would need to serve hundreds of people throughout a huge city: that Don would need to manufacture and distribute devices for them all, that he couldn't possibly sit with each person to patiently teach them how to operate the system, that the traffic load on the network would be a technical obstacle beyond anything he's attempted before.

But then there's the other side of the coin: he has intellectual equals, and access to the industrial capabilities of a major city, and little else to spend his time on.

"I... have help, Leo. We can do this."
i_speak_softly: (What you're saying makes me sad.)

[personal profile] i_speak_softly 2014-05-28 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
Isn't that the million-dollar question?

Don studies the board, trying to see if there's any way out of this check. "No one has ever spotted me while I was installing repeaters," he says. "And the best hackers on our Internet can't find my IP address. But, Leo, you're the strategist. How do I build this thing so uninvited guests never even know there's something to hack?"
i_speak_softly: (Please can I?)

[personal profile] i_speak_softly 2014-05-29 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
This is strange for Don too; he's not used to talking to Leo this way. His M.O. tends more towards inventing things that seem useful, then unveiling them at opportune moments.

"With fewer repeaters, the new system won't be any better than the old, from a clarity-of-signal perspective." He's vaguely aware that this is missing the point, but it's important to him anyway. "We can make them smaller, though. They can be inside people's apartments." A pause, a glance in a random direction. "Maybe. I'll have to look at the frequency range again."

He's not loving the idea of disposable tech, either. It physically pains him whenever something he labored over is destroyed. Unless, of course, he designed it to explode.

"Can they be self-destructible?" he asks. "And can I call them Turtle Telecomms?"
i_speak_softly: (Why are you looking at me like that?)

[personal profile] i_speak_softly 2014-05-29 02:20 am (UTC)(link)
That didn't quite sound like the end of a sentence, so Don looks expectantly at Leo, waiting for him to continue.

It takes him a minute to realize he is on the receiving end of a funny look, and then he just blinks, unsure what he's done to deserve this.
i_speak_softly: (This delights me to no end.)

[personal profile] i_speak_softly 2014-05-29 02:44 am (UTC)(link)
Oh. Okay. After a hard moment's thought, Don looks up with a hopeful smile.

"We could call the network Shell Atlantic. Or Shell Keeliai, I guess."
i_speak_softly: (Hey you hit me)

[personal profile] i_speak_softly 2014-05-29 02:58 am (UTC)(link)
He'll take that as another yes. Two for two.

"Aya. Mike. Other people I haven't really met yet. But - it's more like they have me working on it." He rubs the back of his neck, betraying some of the anxiety he feels about this: being welcomed into a group, and yet still being an outsider. "They all know each other. I'm the new guy."

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