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[Closed] Re-Acquaintance

Who: Donnie

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What: ~~Huvrye finds out he's the proud dad of twins~~ In which Donnie promptly forgot he fell asleep in some stranger's house
When: *waves a shoehorn vaguely*
Where: Huvrye and Leo's apartment, Central City
Content Warnings: N/A

Passing out at the end of a couch is comfortable and all until you wake up. Then the rest of your body dutifully reminds you of what a terrible decision that had been, to which you would argue that you didn't really have a choice when it was you, dear body, that gave out in the first place! Betrayal!

...not that Donnie hasn't woken up from such a position in numerous other instances. Just that this one is a lot softer than a worktable surface. Slowly pushing himself upright, the softshell stretches out his arms before rolling out his shoulders, slumping immediately as his brain kickstarts the rest of his waking routine.

-wait, where is he and who is sleeping behind him.

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Very deliberately reaching over to poke at his mug to see if the coffee's warmed up enough, Donnie pulls it towards him, his eyes lingering on the array if it's still there before he takes a careful sip. He looks between the two while he savors his drink.

He is totally stalling while he scrapes together his thoughts. The coffee isn't helping as much as he'd hoped but the pizza's been filling at least.

"I picked up an interesting looking crystal that when paired with my tech allows me to get readings on mystical energy that may imbue specific objects or belong to particular beings."

Dragging the mug through the array breaks it, and the red glow abruptly disappears, leaving behind a mug of nicely warmed coffee.

He raises an eyebrow at that answer. "Sounds like you got the better end of the deal." A good weapon is important to winning a battle - Huvrye would know, as he is one - but good intel is priceless.

“Uhhh, no?” Leo butts in, offended. “A big glowy magic sword is way better than a magic rock.”

He has to defend his own honor.

"Ah, a man who sees the value of information gained through observation." Donnie absolutely beams at that. And promptly rolls his eyes at Leo's input.

"Big glowy magic swords' are only good for very specific things," he says, waving off his brother's insistence. Also he still has his 'magic rock' but that's salt that'll sting all around so he refrains from adding as much.

Oh, that smile. Evidently both teens like being told they're right, though he's getting the feeling it's never going to be both at the same time. This is going to get interesting.

"Big glowy swords are cool," he allows, "but you can't run an op without intel." He looks at Donnie. "You said you put it in your tech?" It's an attempt to divert this from becoming a full-on argument, and he remembers Leo's recommendation from earlier.

~~He'll have to learn how to ignore them both at once, it's the only way.~~

Leo is still going to huff and puff about the dismissal from both of them, but he doesn't do much more than that. At least Huvrye is listening to his suggestion.

He just hopes it goes over well.

Donnie is still grinning, at least until he has to stifle a yawn. He's determined to at least put away one more slice of pizza, with which he gestures to accentuate the point made by Huvrye. Finally, someone who gets it. At least his brothers have gotten a lot better about planning.

"Yep," he replies, tapping a finger against the side of his goggles where the crystal remains housed. "Made the most sense at the time and has since been an invaluable boon to many a mission," he continues, partially around a mouthful of pizza. Idly he lowers his goggles as he glances where the array had been as he looks for any signs of residual traces.

He'd handed Leo a plate to prevent pizza splatters, and now Donnie is gesturing with his. C'mon, guys. "Finish your pizza first, then tell me more." One thing at a time, and preferably something that won't leave grease spots he'll need to clean up.

The goggles make sense - he'd get visual readings from those, and it tracks with why Leo wanted him to ask about them. He follows Donnie's line of sight, guesses what he might be looking for, and palms another warming array in the same spot where the last one had been. He's not sure what Donnie might see through the goggles, but he'll be interested to hear the results.

(What might be more interesting to Donnie are the red lines of alchemy that glow over Huvrye's fingers and the back of his hand, encircling his wrist and traveling up his arm. The naked eye can't see them; the goggles can.)

Leo is keeping track of that yawn. After this it's definitely bedtime for all softshells in the house.

But for now he'll let him look at the array. He's actually a little interested in what he'll see, only because Leo doesn't really know how it works so he's curious. Of course, he could probably just ask Huvrye about it more extensively, but right now if it's giving him and Donnie something to talk about he'll let them at it.

At least Donnie looks a little sheepish at the faint reprimand. He finishes chewing as he lowers the rest of the pizza slice back onto his plate, but his attention's already gone back to the array- the new one Huvrye's been kind enough to set up for study.

With his goggles he can actively see the heat readings coming from it once it...connects? Anyway it's clear that the array doesn't work properly unless everything's undisturbed, which makes him wonder how precarious a position they'd been in when they were all delving into their father's mind while sitting in circles of chalk. ...not that it had already been a risky mission in itself.

"Kind of like coding... and circuits or wiring..." he murmurs mostly to himself. He lifts his head just a tiny bit as he notices the telltale mystic glow doesn't stop at the array. By then he's got his chin resting on an arm on the counter, but it's hard to tell where his attention might be even though it's clear it's fixated on something from the studious furrow of his brow. He eyes Huvrye's hand, slowly leaning forward as his eyes slowly track up along that arm to- ngenfj what the heck

Abruptly Donnie pulls himself back, flipping his goggles up to rub at his eyes.

Okay that's a reaction. Huvrye immediately reaches down and breaks the array, letting it fizzle. "What happened? Are you okay?" If his alchemy is reacting poorly to Donnie's magic crystal, that's something he needs to know to avoid future issues.

(That Donnie might have looked at him through the goggles is something that hasn't occurred to him.)

Leo is also startled by that reaction, half rising from his own seat.

"Donnie? You good?"

He's never quite seen Donnie react to something mystic like that before.

"Wha- oh. Yeah, yeah, I'm fine, it's cool," Donnie attempts to reassure them, realizing that probably doesn't sound reassuring at all. He resists the urge to pull his goggles down again, much as he wants to confirm the strangeness he'd seen, even if he isn't quite sure what to make of it. Not yet, anyway. But it's not going to help if he can't really concentrate.

"Might have to do some reconfigurations, Confluence probably screwed some settings up," he reasons dismissively, even as he shoves a hand against his mouth as another yawn builds up after it.

Huvrye narrows his eyes slightly - because that sounds like someone waving off an injury, or something else concerning - and glances to Leo. Leo knows his brother; is Donnie telling the truth here, or is this something to be concerned over?

Donnie can’t lie to save his life, so Leo sees through that he saw something just now that surprised him, but Donnie isn’t acting like it’s something he thinks is dangerous or immediately concerning, so Leo won’t treat it like it is.

“…Okay, well, that can wait until later. If you yawn one more time you’ll put me to sleep.”

He’ll ask him about it later - or if it’s really important he might tell him once they’re away from Huvrye.

“Finish eating and I’ll take you to one of the spare rooms.” At least they have furniture, though he doubts it will be to Donnie’s taste - something they can worry about later.

He at least manages not to sigh in relief, even though he knows they probably are aware something's up. Unfortunately Donnie has no real answers to give them at the moment, but he's glad they're not pushing for them. He's grateful that Leo's taken that cue.

That still doesn't mean Donnie can't try to protest the suggestion that he needs to go to bed sooner than later, he has ...some kind of image to uphold after all. He musters up his best look of unamusement before shoveling away the rest of that pizza. Never underestimate the appetite of a hungry teenager, even if he is on the verge of falling asleep.

Something is up - Huvrye is sure of it - but Leo knows Donnie better than him, so he's taking his cue from Leo. If Leo's letting it ride, then he's not going to get involved. He glances from one to the other, then sighs. "I'll go put sheets on the bed. Call me if you need me." That imparted, he heads out of the kitchen to make up the bed in one of the empty rooms. Whatever conversation needs to happen may not happen if he's there; he can remove himself from the equation for a bit if need be.

Leo looks up as Huvrye leaves to make the bed. "Oh, thanks!" he calls after him, before focusing on Donnie again.

He won't stop him from eating more pizza if he wants it, but he is going to lower his voice and give him a light shoulder bump.

"You sure you're good?"

Might as well make sure, since Huvrye has so kindly left them to themselves again.

He'd echo the thanks if he didn't have his mouth full of pizza, pointedly staring at his plate instead of tracking Huvrye as the guy leaves.

Of course Leo asks that. Donnie doesn't have to fake his answer there at least. "Yeah, 'm good. It's..." He shakes his head. "Probably fine. Don't think I've ever tried looking at alchemy with these, brain's not ready to soak all that in. Maybe it's a dimensional thing."

"Oh. That weird, huh?"

Leo wonders if that's all it is, but then maybe it is. Donnie is more used to magic now but it doesn't mean he's wrapped his head around it entirely, so it could just be more than he was ready to tackle when he's half-asleep and still trying to figure out the whole "new dimension" thing.

Either way, Donnie is acting normal enough now that Leo doesn't let it bother him too much. He's eating, so he's fine - Leo Logic(tm).

"It's alright. We'll get you rested up and then your big brows will be ready to handle anything."

"That weird." Really, really weird.

Just as well that Leo accepts that answer. Donnie doesn't like not having an answer and avoiding one would just make it more suspicious. He is also very pointedly avoiding admitting that he is possibly too tired to think right now.

Making a show of pushing himself away from the counter, Donnie drags himself over to the sink to wash his hands off. "Yeah, you better believe it." But first he is going to faceplant so hard on that bed.

Mmhmm, he's definitely not too tired to think. Yep.

Leo will be very gracious and not continue to point that out, instead wiping his own hands off with a paper towel before moving to the doorway of the kitchen.

"Come on, I'll show you where you're bunking."

With a noncommittal mumble, Donnie wanders after Leo as he shoves his hands into his hoodie pocket. The shoulder bump is totally because he's sleepy and not at all some quiet reassurance in reciprocation of his brother's earlier ones.

He smiles but doesn't comment on the definitely-just-sleepy-totally-not-physical-affection shoulder bump. Donnie always has to mask his intentions like that. (Maybe that's one of their twin traits.)

"This one's my room," he says as they near said room. The door is open, and if Donnie looks inside he'll get a good idea of why the rest of the apartment is surprisingly clean given that Leo is living in it: his mess has been confined to his room, and as a result it looks like a tornado hit inside. At least they have spare rooms in this ridiculously large apartment.

"Huv's across the hall." He points at the door, then moves to the next one. "So I'm guessing this is where he put you... Yep." The room next to Leo's, which is clean and furnished with a pretty standard bed, dresser, and nightstand. "Here you go!"

At least it's easy enough to remember the room situations. Donnie can't resist a peek in his brother's room as much as he's starting to look forward to having one of his own. He turns a knowing look towards Leo upon observing the damage within.

And he's right next door. An actual bedroom and not some cold, empty sewer. Yeah, he can probably get used to this. "Could use more purple," he says, if only because he feels like he's expected to say something. He steps inside, taking a moment to just let it all sink in. Then his feet carry him towards the bed; he doesn't care if Leo's still watching or not, that bed is just too inviting. Donnie flops right onto it. Maybe he'll crawl under the covers later.

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