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tushanshu_logs2014-05-25 12:45 am
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Characters: Donatello (
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Date: A week-ish after the explosions.
Location: WA-3B
Situation: Initial meeting.
Warnings/Rating: N/A
Once Korra had full use of her leg again, she left Mako’s suite late in the evening. There were people she needed to check up on and Korra had no idea if they even tried to contact her since she was temporarily staying somewhere else. First place to check was in the Water Sector and Korra made it there on foot easily enough, her leg didn’t bother her too much.
Night was perfect, the turtles were practically nocturnal and it gave her cover to get there without drawing any unwanted attention. A few hops across the canal on the ice that form under her boots and Korra was just outside the window to Mike’s suite.
As usual, the curtains are drawn. "That’s a good sign at least."
Taking a quick look around to make sure there wasn’t anyone around, Korra glanced up at one of the windows on the higher floors; the one belonging to the room that she had stayed in back in January.
Opening the window, she climbed inside and then the sudden sound of an alarm filling up the room made her instantly alert, or as alert as one can be when saying "Aahh!" snapping into an offensive stance while looking quickly about for something. Anything at all since this was not how her visits usually went.
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Date: A week-ish after the explosions.
Location: WA-3B
Situation: Initial meeting.
Warnings/Rating: N/A
Once Korra had full use of her leg again, she left Mako’s suite late in the evening. There were people she needed to check up on and Korra had no idea if they even tried to contact her since she was temporarily staying somewhere else. First place to check was in the Water Sector and Korra made it there on foot easily enough, her leg didn’t bother her too much.
Night was perfect, the turtles were practically nocturnal and it gave her cover to get there without drawing any unwanted attention. A few hops across the canal on the ice that form under her boots and Korra was just outside the window to Mike’s suite.
As usual, the curtains are drawn. "That’s a good sign at least."
Taking a quick look around to make sure there wasn’t anyone around, Korra glanced up at one of the windows on the higher floors; the one belonging to the room that she had stayed in back in January.
Opening the window, she climbed inside and then the sudden sound of an alarm filling up the room made her instantly alert, or as alert as one can be when saying "Aahh!" snapping into an offensive stance while looking quickly about for something. Anything at all since this was not how her visits usually went.
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Of course she can't hold the look for long, not after hearing about Don's blunder, and lets out a "Pffthp" that turns into a laugh. "Turtles are naturally drawn to water, if they're anything like turtle ducks anyway."
After giving a brief wave while she gets her shoulders to stop shaking from suppressed laughter, hard to do considering the intense instant they just had, Korra's finally able to get back to the point she has in mind. "I have one already, so I can show it to you if you want a better idea. Coffee's on me. The punch too if you still want it."
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When everybody is done being entertained at his expense, he continues. "I'll take that offer. Rain check on the punch."
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"Aw, c'mon, Donnie. Don't feel bad," he chuckles, swatting his brother's leg with the back of his hand. "I mean, who knew the water was that magnetic?"
And now it's his turn to bust out laughing. Sure, it's a little mean. But it's funny.
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"You got it. It might be pretty simple, I don't know." Considering it was made by Leo Valdez, demigod and mechanic, Korra never really questioned its design. "I'll even throw in a free meal at the Brazen Turtle."
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Oh.
Oh.
Don looks away quickly.
"Sounds good," he says, keeping his tone normal through a valiant effort of will.
He'll find out later what the "Brazen Turtle" is.
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"Looks like you got yourself quite the collection of employin' mutant turtles," he drawls, looking up again and casually gesturing with the tip of his sai. "All you gotta do is get Leo a job at the dojo teachin' people about bein' boring. Then you got the whole set."
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"I expect you guys to throw your boss a pizza party soon." Donatello had no idea what he’s in for when it comes to dealing with Korra. Well, he might have an inkling.
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Occupied by these questions, he's half-zoned-out of the current discussion, though it might only be apparent to those who know him well.
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"Hey, yeah! We haven't done that in a while," he says. "Bet if you stuck around we can convince Mike to whip up a pie when he gets back."
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"I still need to check on some friends, I just stopped by to see if you guys were all right. That's going to have to be a raincheck, and you better believe I'm going to cash it." She looked over at Donatello, his spaced out expression. "Sorry I woke you up." Then eyed Raph sitting cool as cucumber with his ninja arsenal. "Well, not you. But at least you guys know the alarm system works." That counted for something, right?
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Not that he really knows how he does it, but he did it for Casey and April back home, so he must be able to work his magic here.
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"Alright, I'll bring my glider staff so you can check it out."Giving an enthused nod at the pair, Korra headed off to leave. "I'll be seeing you guys then. No parties without me." Being a brat about food? Yeah, Korra tended to do that when she was with close family and friends.
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"Any time," he says, and his smile is genuine at the reminder of bo gliders.