tushanshu_logs | Event | Turtle Dive | January 16 - 19 | Everything's better down where it's wetter~

Event | Turtle Dive | January 16 - 19 | Everything's better down where it's wetter~

Characters: Any and all PCs, plus an offering of Lieuen
Date: January 16th - 19th
Location: All Sectors
Situation: Tu Vishan begins to dive to the ocean floor and the city of Keeliai seems unbothered by the process. Bonfire funtimes are made available to all!
Warnings/Rating: Underwater situations; to be updated as noted

>See the comments of this post for various situations and areas available for tagging.
>Each header will be set for a date and/or area.
>A unique thread under the bonfires is available for discussions with Lieuen, should there be interested parties.
>Feel free to start your own header for specific situations.
>Refer to the two OOC posts for further details. 01 | 02

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[Victor's lucky enough not to be cold-blooded himself but he can most certainly sympathize. He glances over when someone sits down near him. At first he thinks it's Leo and starts to greet him but pauses when he notices it's not the same turtle. Considering that a fellow reptile-mutant would probably be hating the cold just as much as he is, Victor shuffles a little closer.]

Hey.

[He offers a few of the blankets from the pile with a small small.]

Here, looks like you could use a couple.

[No, it's not the same turtle. This one's darker, his skin crisscrossed with all sorts of hideous scars old and new, and he's build is a lot heavier than his brother's.

Random acts of kindness aren't something Raph's used to from anyone but close friends and family. So he eyes Victor warily for a moment, glancing between the offered blankets and the boy's distinctively reptilian face. It's hard to tell if the kid's a Forigner or a kedan, and Raph guesses the same thing could be said for him.

Warily, he takes the blankets, wrapping them around himself. For some reason, the boy's kindness only makes the ache of homesickness grow. He can't help feeling a little sorry for himself.]

Thanks.

[Victor nods, settling back in to warm up his cold arm.]

No problem, man. Green guys gotta watch one another's backs, right?

[He offers his less clawed and spiky now.] I'm Victor.

Raphael.

[He answers, still staring straight ahead into the fire and ignoring that offered hand. Handshakes are weird and right now he's not really in the mood to be polite.]

Are you a kedan or some kinda mutant?

[Smalltalk really isn't his forte either. What are social skills. But maybe talking to this guy will take his mind off things.]

[Vic keeps his hand extended for a few moments before sighing slightly and quickly pulling it back under the nice warm blankets.]

I'm a mutant. Not the same kind as you and Leonardo though.

[Now that makes him straighten, lifting his head and finally bothering to look at who he's talking to.]

You know Leo?

[Secretive as the turtles are, it's weird to casually make the acquaintance of someone who knows his brother like this. It's a normal thing, he thinks. A normal human thing. People meet other people all the time, out in the world. This kind of coincidence happens. He's just used to constantly being at his brothers' sides, doing what they do, meeting who they meet. Operating as independent members of a society is still a very novel concept.]

[Victor nods.]

He and I were talking over the consoles awhile back. He's a pretty cool guy.

I guess you guys hate the cold as much as I do, huh?

It's better than bein' cooped up in the suite. The place is nice, but it feels like I'm livin' in a museum.

[Because a museum is as close to "big and full of expensive-looking stuff" he's ever been.]

It's cold in the suites too. [He arches a brow.] A museum? What do you mean?

[He goes back to glaring at the fire.]

I mean it's too rich for my blood. I don't know who the Emperor's fooling, like givin' us some fancy apartment's gonna win us over.

[Victor pauses for a moment, nodding.]

I get what you mean. We get brought here and told we're supposed to fight something but trying to get any answers is just a headache. [Or so he's been told. He hasn't tried himself yet.] Like we're just supposed to sit around and wait to be told what to do.

Yeah. And let me tell you, I ain't nobody's little soldier.

[He might not be able to get his hands on the Emperor like he wants to, and he might never make his way back home, but he sure can sulk with the best of 'em.]

Her Royal Pain In the Butt thinks she tell me what to do, she's dealin' with the wrong turtle.

I agree completely. Here or back home, I'm not a soldier.

[Victor may not have any violent ideas but he is considering trying to have a word with the Emperor at some point. Or really anyone in charge.]

I'm waiting to see just what she tries to tell us what to do other than the fact that we were brought here to fight some threat.

[Raph just snorts. He has no idea what the kid could mean by that, and he doesn't want to bother dwelling on it. All he needs to know is that she's evil, she's taken him and everyone else around here away from their homes and families, and no one is gonna do anything she asks without a fight.]

[Victor leaves things in silence for a few moments. He watches the fire, thinking about some of the things he and Leo had talked about.]

Are you and your brothers the only mutants were you come from or are there others?

[He's curious about the mutants of other worlds.]

[That's kind of a personal question there, pal, and it earns Victor a sidelong glance before Raph answers. He's not exactly comfortable with taking about himself or other people like him to just anyone. Force of habit and all of that. Living a life in secret can do that to you. But he doesn't see the harm in answering this guy now. They're in an entirely different dimension, and the kid's a mutant, after all.

He shrugs, trying to look nonchalant and kinda failing in the process. His posture's way too guarded to pull it off.]

There's six of us. Or at least six mutants like us.

There are other kinds of mutants there?

[Leo hadn't mentioned that. Victor's just wondering how things are for mutants in other worlds. Sure, things are getting kind of better for them in his world but they still aren't anywhere near where they were before M-Day. He's hoping other mutants in other worlds don't have it as bad.]

Yeah, but they ain't exactly as charming as the rest of us.

[Understatement of the century, right there.]

The villain kind, huh? [He shrugs.] We've got them back home too. Such a pain to deal with.

[He shakes his head. Mutants as villains? That just doesn't seem right to him. Where he's from, sometimes it feels like mutants are the only people you can really trust. And the ones you can't... well, that's not their fault. He's met some people that've had a lot of horrible things done to them, but they were far from evil.]

I'm talkin' about the crazy kind. The ones that've got so many screws loose they won't stop tryin' to eat people.

[Victor winces at that bit of information.]

That's...not a brand of crazy we've got where I come from. At least not in mutants that I know about. We do have crazy metal monsters that try to hunt and eat mutants and anyone else in their path though.

Yeah, we got those too.

[Mousers. He hates mousers, and is kinda glad he hasn't thought about them in a while.]

Bunch of 'em busted up our home and tried makin' a meal out of my uh... ["Master" always sounds weird in this context.] My father.

I'm gettin' the feeling mutants ain't much better off no matter where you go.

[He winces.]

Damn. Did he get away from them okay?

It's starting to sound that way alright. [Victor sighs.] No matter where we're from, we have to deal with the whole world that hates and fears us thing.

He was fine.

[He's a freakin' ninja master. Of course he was fine. But not like Victor knows that.

This's about when Raph starts brooding again. Really brooding. He's not even in his world, and it's so easy to get tangled up in how unfair his life really is. How good humans got it made.

But this isn't his world. It's not even Earth, and he's got a whole other set of problems he's gotta deal with.

Even in a world full of freaks, where he can walk around in daylight, have a job and a house and clean food... he still manages to be homesick as hell. Because really? None of that crud matters. Here he's got freedom, even if it is tainted with the Emperor's twisted will. But it's nothing without his family in one piece.

He gets up, muttering something about having to go, and drops the borrowed blankets within Victor's reach.]

That's good to hear.

[He offers a small smile to the news. He's heard too many stories of mutants losing their parents and it's always good to hear one that didn't turn tragic.

He goes silent for the brooding, glancing over when Raph starts muttering.]

Sure. Talk to you later.

[Vic offers a little wave before picking those blankets back up.]

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