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Donatello Hamato ([personal profile] purplexing) wrote in [community profile] vivala2025-03-06 01:47 am

003 - A Body in Motion Stays in Motion

There's always room for improvement. This isn't any new realization so much as a long established fact. It seems that with ever mission and undertaking that Donnie goes through, he finds there's just so much more he doesn't know, or that he can get better at.

Truthfully the past month's left him a bit strained, or at least that's how he's felt. Maybe it's because of the raid, maybe the mission. Maybe the encounter with that horrible duchess. He doesn't know. The previous month had been busier than he'd expected, leaving him no time to go and see if his family was still where he knew them to be, but then he'd been reluctant to check after the address from the Emperor.

He's been restless, always seeking distractions, and with the Corsairs there at least never seems to be a lack for things to do. Repairs to be seen to, new ideas to be drafted and crafted. Upgrades to apply.

I. Armory A
The Armory's a normal haunt for him. He's made progress on the repairs for the Armor he'd scavenged some months back and he's eager to test it out. While he can't do any flying inside, he can at least run through movements, and with the lighter build, it makes it a bit easier to execute more natural moves.

While typically a Feder isn't armed with a polearm, for mobility testing purposes, Donnie's borrowed a spear from a Lanze. It's difficult to pull off the same maneuvers he would with his own staff, but sticking to more basic motions, he tests response times and range of movement, putting the sleek armor through a few drills.


II. Armory B
Perhaps you come across the turtlekin when he's at a workbench, carefully crafting the settings for some very small ether stones. His ENC bracer's currently being used as a paperweight atop one of many schematics he's drawn up, and off to one side his staff rests in its separate sections, along with its normally hidden internal mechanisms. Is that a grappling hook? And the slim knife is certainly a new edition.

As usual he's caught up in his work, not at all meaning to be rude towards any visitors, but you'll have to excuse him for not noticing you there. He also tends to wear his earmuffs tight when in the Armory since it gets loud.


III. Training Rooms
The training dummy before him has seen better days. Unfortunately, as a training dummy, it doesn't have much options for better days, and the rooms have seen plenty more use of late. Today's no exception, and the green lad in the purple mask isn't holding back on his strikes.

A dull metal ring echoes with each hit he makes with his staff, leaving indentations on the dummy between each spin and thrust. He's not sure how long he's been beating up on the thing, but it's a quick way to expend some restless energy. Maybe he's been at it too long, or maybe he just hit the thing too hard, but there's a clang as the titanium staff's slipped from his hands and fallen to the floor, rolling off some ways.


IV. Free Play
((OOC: Need him for anything else or want to do something elsewhere in the Vault? Insert option here!))
newmemorywhodis: (Concerned 10)

[personal profile] newmemorywhodis 2025-03-13 10:18 am (UTC)(link)
Perhaps if Link still had a weapon, he'd be able to block. Perhaps if there weren't shattered pieces of wood flying into his face, he'd have been able to react fast enough to dodge.

But those weren't options, and instead Link gets a solid piece of titanium to the stomach.

As Donnie stands up, Link does down. He hits the ground with a dull thud - and for a moment Link just lies there, catching his breath.

Then he raises his hands; a clear sign that Link is conceding this round.
supersmashbrother: (Mildly attentive)

[personal profile] supersmashbrother 2025-03-14 04:17 am (UTC)(link)
Hugs are nice and warm and comforting. He has to give it to this world's Donnie: he's a lot stronger than he looks. Having his sides squeezed is a new sensation.

Although he doesn't show signs of wanting to be free of the hug, Raph reminds himself that Donnie needs to breathe at some point. Not that Donnie is showing any visible distress from being Raph-crushed from his point of view. Still, his arms relax and loosen after a few beats, slowly dropping away as he also takes a small step back.

"Almost a month now, last Raph checked. But yeah, that's where I've been posted," Raph says, running his thumb under an eye. "I met Miss Shu when they had to put together a scouting crew for scouting reasons."
freearcadia: (Salute for honored ones)

[personal profile] freearcadia 2025-03-14 05:09 am (UTC)(link)
He gives a thoughtful sound - collapsible weaponry would be useful for Armors, something lightweight that wouldn't weight it down too much and make them more compact when it comes to transportation and storage. "I'd be more than happy to spar."
supersmashbrother: (Don't think about it Raph)

[personal profile] supersmashbrother 2025-03-15 08:17 am (UTC)(link)
Raph perks. "It went okay! We got in there an' found old buildings that still had their foundations in place." As he recounts this, he frowns. "'Cept it was already occupied by giant, spiky bugs an' their queen, so it made for a few complications." Again, he brightens, flexing an arm to pump it, clapping a hand over his bicep as he does so. "But once I was able to smash, we made short work of them like the bosses we are!"

So he skims a bit. He doesn't want to worry Donnie about his temporary injuries purposely punching into the spiked carapaces and almost getting doused in sprays of acid.

The expression he holds for a brief moment is one of pride; even if it isn't a direct tie to digital technology, the mechanical aspects still ring true. His brow creases, however. "How many are we talkin'? Last I heard, Flotsam had to split up because of the Empire. It wouldn't be surprising if we lost a bunch during that time..."
newmemorywhodis: (Neutral 24)

[personal profile] newmemorywhodis 2025-03-15 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Link nods, and one of the raised hands shifts into a thumbs up. He's good! He's not hurt; just bested.

Perhaps things would have gone differently, if this were a fight with an enemy; then, Link wouldn't be limiting himself to a broom handle. He wouldn't just accept the defeat; he'd keep fighting, no matter what.

But Donnie wasn't an enemy. He was a friend, and an ally. Link didn't begrudge him his victory.

"You're good," he says as he sits up, giving a nod towards Donnie's boomstick.
newmemorywhodis: (Neutral 12)

[personal profile] newmemorywhodis 2025-03-17 09:46 am (UTC)(link)
Link tilts his head to one side; an unspoken question in his inquisitive look.

Who was Donnie's teacher? Would he tell Link about them?
newmemorywhodis: (Neutral 10)

[personal profile] newmemorywhodis 2025-03-18 09:56 am (UTC)(link)
Link makes an affirmative hum. He can relate to learning from your father...or at least, he thinks he can. He knows his own father must have taught him something of how to be a knight...but he can't actually remember it.

Those memories were some of the ones that never fully returned.

But Donnie's father sounds interesting.

"Anything?" Link likes the sound of that; it fits with his own particular ethos.
supersmashbrother: (Mildly attentive)

[personal profile] supersmashbrother 2025-03-19 04:56 am (UTC)(link)
If he's anything like his counterpart here, it doesn't take much for Raph to feel appreciated.

The nuances continue to jar and separate his brother from this version of the very same, but it still matches up in the way he gives shorter blurbs for the updates he hasn't fully caught up on — like he can blink and he'd be back in the sewers in their makeshift den, having Donnie debrief about any recent findings from their most recent outings on the streets.

He hums at that, scratching the back of his head. "Yeah, it's been pretty cramp an' everyone's been touchy. Which is understandable! This place just doesn't have the capacity." Not like he has any personal experience with how some people have been feeling lately. "Do we have any real timeline on when we'd try goin' out again?"
newmemorywhodis: (Pensive 04)

[personal profile] newmemorywhodis 2025-03-19 10:21 am (UTC)(link)
Link could immediately see how ladders could be used as a weapon - but shellfish?

So he pulls a crab out of his pack. Not really a shellfish, but the closest Link's got. He looks at it with a considering expression - clearly pondering how one might fight with a drab, as it's pincers snap uselessly in the air.

Something to try out one day, maybe.

"He a Corsair?" He sounds like he should be. And maybe if he was, Link could meet him and ask for tips on battling with shellfish...?
supersmashbrother: (Plan's been shot down)

[personal profile] supersmashbrother 2025-03-20 01:30 am (UTC)(link)
Raph's brow knits as he places his hands on his hips. "Okay. That'll have to do, then." He doesn't sound fully convinced, but there's nothing else he can really do to move everything else along.

"Really?" Mind Raph butts in, annoyed. "You're just gonna let it be?"
He bristles a bit. "Look, you wanna be out here? What choice do we have?"
"That sounds like defeatist talk!"
"Ugh! Things are very different here! Ya just don't get it..."

...Never mind the fact that Raph is actually talking to himself aloud here. Not completely acting out, but there's enough muttering to be concerned about him.

In the middle of organizing his thoughts and making literal mental notes about keep an ear to the ground for such causes, he almost doesn't notice Donnie tugging on his hand. "—Uh?" Oh. So he'll organize the rest of those thoughts later. Mind Raph poofs and he turns his attention to his younger brother, allowing himself to be redirected. "What's up? Where are we headed?"
supersmashbrother: (Hm good point)

[personal profile] supersmashbrother 2025-03-20 08:14 am (UTC)(link)
Sometimes it is better not to think too hard about Raph's quirks. It will never truly make sense. He's grateful for the hand pat — the little effort into being present with him helps immensely even if he isn't as overwhelmed as he used to be when he first got in.

A little 'oh!' is heard somewhere in the background of their paused conversation, being pulled out of the garden nook and keeping pace with the younger terrapin. He's mindful of his size and how busy some of the corridors get, naturally slipping after Donnie with a few ''scuze us' dotted along the way.

"If I recall correctly," he speaks up, "all of the newer folks are living in the dormitories. Isn't that in the other direction, though?"
newmemorywhodis: (Concerned 10)

[personal profile] newmemorywhodis 2025-03-23 12:28 am (UTC)(link)
"...Oh," Link says. Even the crab's pincers seem to droop.

Maybe he can't meet Donnie's father then. Even though he'd like to.

"Does he know...?" That Donnie is a Corsair, that he's fighting this war? Is it something that Donnie and his father wouldn't agree on?
supersmashbrother: (Default)

[personal profile] supersmashbrother 2025-03-24 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
Raph's eyes roam as he keeps up with Donnie, still having a time trying to differentiate between hallways. It's exactly like the sewers and how they all have similar features whenever he and the other turtles went wandering through them. The lack of a population filling the area helps determine its necessity as an alternate path, however. "I gotta remember this for later...

"Eh, think I can deal with the noise, but I can see how that can get annoying real fast," he says with a tilt of his head, noting the earmuff-goggles. "You'd think they would've built the tops ones a little deeper, though!"

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