[Leonardo isn't sure if the sound of a gunshot is any better or what. The timeline is wibbly wobbly, so Leonardo is a lot calmer compared to when he let himself break down with Caduceus earlier.
Right. The gunshot doesn't inspire confidence in things being great. I feel like I know what attacked you at least. The teenagers were attacked too. [He offers that, side stepping Casey's death for now.]
Stay there, Donnie. Caduceus and I will come over to you.
[That feels like a punch in the ribs, all the air knocked clean out of him. The turtle stiffens up, grip tightening around his relic. Donnie just blatantly seeing through him, even with his attempts to bury the feelings-
He doesn't want it. He doesn't like it.
It's not like he can have anything like that again. He never will. He wouldn't inflict that on Caduceus.]
[The discomfort, the raw vulnerability, disappears as quickly as it came. His voice is stern. Commander. Commander.]
You were in a fight with an evil goo, you idiot. So, yeah my friend and I are coming. [He rubs at his face with his free hand, trying to focus on Doing, rather than Feeling.] Caduceus can at least stop you from probably bleeding out and cleanse the damn remains of the goo. It can possess people.
[For now though, Donnie is putting down his relic and Leo gets to hear him ripping fabric. Or trying to, since he's only got one hand, so he can deal with the bleeding himself.]
[There's a pause, and then footsteps, as Caduceus approaches, grasping his staff from where he'd left it against a wall. He is. So tired. But he's ready to go, and finish things. This undead monster will not be tolerated or allowed to hurt anyone else.]
[Ooough this is a lot harder than he thought, also boy that's a lot of blood, also. Really Leo? He barely listened to you back home, what makes Leo think that is going to work here?]
I'm fine, neither of you need to come I can handle this...
[Oh, Donatello does not sound good over the relic. Caduceus blinks at the offer, though he doesn't resist... at least, not physically. However-]
Let's head there, first. I don't want you to strain yourself, when we need your power to get us there.
[He saw Leonardo practically tear his hand open trying to create a portal earlier back to the lair. Triage: they need to reach Donatello first, and if he runs out now, flying would very likely be too slow. If he still has magic to spare then, they can discuss it.]
Right. [He's not about to argue the point, he reluctantly closes the relic. Cutting his connection to his twin for the moment. He tucks his relic into his pocket, exchanging it for a stone that fits neatly in his palm.
Time away from the situation, time to grieve, did its job. Leonardo is centered as he can manage. Calm, controlled, commander.
Leonardo takes a step or two back to use his ninpo to draw his katana to the surface. The portal opens with a swipe of his blade through the air. The magic crackles and settles.] Here.
[They will step through into the lab with no issue at least.]
[The lab... Has seen better days, the fact it looks like an explosive went off in it shouldn't surprise Leo considering he was listening to what went down. But two things are of note; one!
Casey's dialysis machine is in one piece, huzzah!
And two, there is a nice mixture of inert Belos goo and blood that is very obviously not red. Which honestly Leo will know whose blood that is, especially since the source of it is slumped near the machine and he tiredly looks in the direction of Leo's portal.]
I told you, m'fine.
[You know, if you ignore that his one arm has been shot. Totally fine!]
[Cadauceus takes in the sight around them as he strides towards where Donatello has fallen.]
Mm, yes, you look just great. [What a mess. Nothing about this place looks natural, which is par for the course when it comes to Thoth (he doesn't come here often for a few reasons, that being one of them) but there's no mistaking that familiar goo. Even the blood, though...
Well, nothing to be done about that right now. It's already out of him, so let's focus on keeping the rest in. He crouches down next to Donatello to examine the wound, calling back to Leonardo.]
Same as last time, then. Keep watch while I do this.
[Just like with Hunter, it wasn't entirely safe while he healed. If the goo becomes active again, someone will have to step in, and he's about to be busy.]
[Leonardo manages to restrain a sigh at his twin’s insistence. Donnie as always is… Donnie. The lab has seen much better days, but it can be cleaned up once Donnie is stable.] Just let us help you, Dee.
[He trails a little after Caduceus, but doesn’t stick too close. His attention is on the goo around them. Not great.] Understood. I got you.
I handled it, if it was still active it would have done something by now.
[But he isn't in much of a state to do anything about Cad and whatever he's up to, as much as Donnie doesn't like the guy.
The wound is to his forearm, thankfully, and very much from a small caliber gun. If Cad even knows what that looks like. There are signs of some attempt to either stop the bleeding or clean himself up, judging by the fact there is pink blood on the shirt Donnie is wearing.]
We thought that as well, and then it started gathering together to attack us.
[Funny enough, he does know a little about guns, though only through seeing one here and there. He hasnt been shot, nor has he treated a gunshot wound. But one projectile wound is similar enough to another when it comes to magic healing, and he's seen plenty of bow/crossbow injuries, so. Here goes.]
This will irritate you, I'm sure. Consider closing your eyes.
[Maybe if he doesn't see the magic it'll bother him less. Caduceus doesn't care either way, honestly, and he rests his hand gently on the wound, casting a curative spell. As the magic flows in, it looks as if a layer of soft moss grows over the impact spot, tiny vines weaving around one another to knit the flesh and scales back together, slowing down the bloodloss.]
[Leonardo snorts at the comment on Cad’s part, but his attention stays on the lab around them. He keeps his katana drawn.
The best thing to do is making sure there is no more looming threat. He will protect both of them if needed.] It’ll be quick, Dee. You’ll feel less full of holes in a second.
It's one hole, and whatever it was didn't expect it.
[He's focusing his attention on Leo now, just ignoring Cad and whatever he's doing. Even if it feels weird, and is magic. And the goo is, for all intents and purposes, very inert and not doing shit.]
... Mm, it said it removed Casey.
[He shan't say it, he won't say it, his attention on Leo as he even says that much. Because he knows that how Leo reacts is going to be proof of the teenager's fate.]
[At that, Caduceus pauses, his gaze shifting towards Leonardo as well. He doesn't look surprised, nor does he stop casting the spell; as the wound seals over to cease the bleeding, the bits of moss crumble, turn to dust, and fall away. It wasn't an especially strong heal, most of that was used up in the lair, but it's enough to stabilize Donatello and keep his life out of danger. He can do another one after they're certain that the Belos situation is truly resolved. They'd made a promise to Hunter, after all.
As for Casey... well, he's not sure if Leonardo wants to have that conversation here and now, so he'll leave that to the actual father in the equation. But his own lack of surprise probably starts telling the story.]
[Leonardo remains silent for a bit too long, trying to find the words. His grip tightens on the hilt of his katana. His hand shaking before he exhales sharply.
Anguish sits heavy over him as he speaks. His tone quiet.]
Belos killed Casey. I couldn't save him, I didn't find him soon enough. [Blame is easy and familiar enough to wear. His gaze is fixated on a nearby wall, trying to stay steady.]
It's why- [He stumbles over the word, before catching himself.] why I was calling you. I wanted you to know.
[Yeah, Cad's reaction? Means jack shit to Donnie, what's important is Leo. He's seen this before from his brother, considering how things were back home it'd be surprising if he hadn't. But also this is different, very different.
He doesn't move, not out of courtesy to Cad but because he's still a little out of it himself, after Leo is done speaking. Nor does he say anything right away.]
[Caduceus purses his lips, but finishes the heal and straightens up, turning to start examining the goo around them, his eyes gleaming silver as he starts searching for living undead in the area. They need to make sure it's truly over, so the monster will not come back yet again. It's happened at least three times already; one more is a danger they can't tolerate.]
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His voice is calm but serious as he speaks.]
Donnie. Where are you right now? Are you hurt?
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The school in Wintermute, with Casey's work... I could be better?
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Stay there, Donnie. Caduceus and I will come over to you.
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[He is not fine, but maybe blood loss means he is being very open about his opinions of certain people.]
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He doesn't want it. He doesn't like it.
It's not like he can have anything like that again. He never will. He wouldn't inflict that on Caduceus.]
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You were in a fight with an evil goo, you idiot. So, yeah my friend and I are coming. [He rubs at his face with his free hand, trying to focus on Doing, rather than Feeling.] Caduceus can at least stop you from probably bleeding out and cleanse the damn remains of the goo. It can possess people.
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[For now though, Donnie is putting down his relic and Leo gets to hear him ripping fabric. Or trying to, since he's only got one hand, so he can deal with the bleeding himself.]
I don't need his help, it's all gone.
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[He presses his relic against his chest plates, calling out to the firbolg.]
Caduceus, Belos attacked Donnie in Wintermute!
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Got it. Let's move.
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I'm fine, neither of you need to come I can handle this...
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[The turtle softens by several degrees as he takes in how... tired Caduceus seems. Donnie needs them.]
Hopefully, this will be the end of it. [He offers gently to the firbolg. He hesitates before reaching out to touch his hand against Caduceus's arm.]
Here, let me just give you a boost? I have enough magic to help.
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Let's head there, first. I don't want you to strain yourself, when we need your power to get us there.
[He saw Leonardo practically tear his hand open trying to create a portal earlier back to the lair. Triage: they need to reach Donatello first, and if he runs out now, flying would very likely be too slow. If he still has magic to spare then, they can discuss it.]
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Time away from the situation, time to grieve, did its job. Leonardo is centered as he can manage. Calm, controlled, commander.
Leonardo takes a step or two back to use his ninpo to draw his katana to the surface. The portal opens with a swipe of his blade through the air. The magic crackles and settles.] Here.
[They will step through into the lab with no issue at least.]
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Casey's dialysis machine is in one piece, huzzah!
And two, there is a nice mixture of inert Belos goo and blood that is very obviously not red. Which honestly Leo will know whose blood that is, especially since the source of it is slumped near the machine and he tiredly looks in the direction of Leo's portal.]
I told you, m'fine.
[You know, if you ignore that his one arm has been shot. Totally fine!]
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Mm, yes, you look just great. [What a mess. Nothing about this place looks natural, which is par for the course when it comes to Thoth (he doesn't come here often for a few reasons, that being one of them) but there's no mistaking that familiar goo. Even the blood, though...
Well, nothing to be done about that right now. It's already out of him, so let's focus on keeping the rest in. He crouches down next to Donatello to examine the wound, calling back to Leonardo.]
Same as last time, then. Keep watch while I do this.
[Just like with Hunter, it wasn't entirely safe while he healed. If the goo becomes active again, someone will have to step in, and he's about to be busy.]
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[He trails a little after Caduceus, but doesn’t stick too close. His attention is on the goo around them. Not great.] Understood. I got you.
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[But he isn't in much of a state to do anything about Cad and whatever he's up to, as much as Donnie doesn't like the guy.
The wound is to his forearm, thankfully, and very much from a small caliber gun. If Cad even knows what that looks like. There are signs of some attempt to either stop the bleeding or clean himself up, judging by the fact there is pink blood on the shirt Donnie is wearing.]
Also I was very careful, I know how to shoot.
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[Funny enough, he does know a little about guns, though only through seeing one here and there. He hasnt been shot, nor has he treated a gunshot wound. But one projectile wound is similar enough to another when it comes to magic healing, and he's seen plenty of bow/crossbow injuries, so. Here goes.]
This will irritate you, I'm sure. Consider closing your eyes.
[Maybe if he doesn't see the magic it'll bother him less. Caduceus doesn't care either way, honestly, and he rests his hand gently on the wound, casting a curative spell. As the magic flows in, it looks as if a layer of soft moss grows over the impact spot, tiny vines weaving around one another to knit the flesh and scales back together, slowing down the bloodloss.]
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The best thing to do is making sure there is no more looming threat. He will protect both of them if needed.] It’ll be quick, Dee. You’ll feel less full of holes in a second.
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[He's focusing his attention on Leo now, just ignoring Cad and whatever he's doing. Even if it feels weird, and is magic. And the goo is, for all intents and purposes, very inert and not doing shit.]
... Mm, it said it removed Casey.
[He shan't say it, he won't say it, his attention on Leo as he even says that much. Because he knows that how Leo reacts is going to be proof of the teenager's fate.]
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As for Casey... well, he's not sure if Leonardo wants to have that conversation here and now, so he'll leave that to the actual father in the equation. But his own lack of surprise probably starts telling the story.]
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Anguish sits heavy over him as he speaks. His tone quiet.]
Belos killed Casey. I couldn't save him, I didn't find him soon enough. [Blame is easy and familiar enough to wear. His gaze is fixated on a nearby wall, trying to stay steady.]
It's why- [He stumbles over the word, before catching himself.] why I was calling you. I wanted you to know.
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He doesn't move, not out of courtesy to Cad but because he's still a little out of it himself, after Leo is done speaking. Nor does he say anything right away.]
... I'm sorry, Leo.
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