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[Open] We All Fall Down We Live Somehow

Who: Donnie

purplexing and you!
What: Vibin' under pressure
When: Early - Mid July
Where: Central City until he can find a hook-up to menace people elsewhere
Content Warnings: N/A
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Productivity levels take a huge hit when you're holed up for a couple of weeks, getting over a concussion. It is No Fun. And yet it had been rest and recovery much needed, Donnie would have to admit, although as soon as he was able to, he's been up and about, especially once Leo's stopped hovering so much.

i. Ars Botanica (closed to Leo and Accelerator)
The first item of concern on his list is surprisingly not even of the technical sort. Since Huvrye's jailbreak they've been scarce from their usual apartment, which means his poor plants have been left unattended. His being out of commission hasn't helped, so he's not completely surprised, if just a bit upset that some of his babies did not make it. Some however look like they have a chance to be revived, they just need a place that someone can actively keep an eye on them.

Luckily, Donnie knows just the place.

Accelerator hadn't seemed to mind the initial intrusion and a few new blooms and potted greens arranged near the most ideal spot for sunlight- or indirect sunlight, as needed. But Donnie is only one turtle and while he'd been able to handle bringing over the ones that had needed the most immediate attention on his own, there'd still been a sizable amount left that needed to be moved, and he didn't want to linger around the apartment too much in case anyone was keeping an eye out for them. Thankfully while one pair of turtle hands wouldn't cut it, two pairs prove just about ideal enough, and so armed with a box a piece bearing an arrangement of potted flora and gardening equipment and materials, the trip is once again made to the esper's residence.

Leo's been left to do as he pleases once they're there. Donnie's taking the liberty of moving things around and setting his plants in the most optimal spots. Is Accy even home right now? Well, they'll find out, eventually.

ii. Ars Umbra (Open!)
With the collective efforts of Starfallen and Mechanima within the city, it seems like the number of guards has been thinning, but that doesn't keep Donnie from dropping his own. He still opts to do most of his activity at night where there are more shadows to blend in and less of a need to move in disguise.

Perched up high on a rooftop, he's not taking in the scenery, but rather monitoring windows displayed on the holographic interface of his bracer computer. Potentially one might catch him with his eyes closed for some strange reason.

Maybe it's not the turtle you notice, but the sight of a tiny purple light that blinks intermittently as it zips about between buildings, high above streets. Miniature drones, out looking for signs of any guard activity, or just the guards in general. Once Donnie gets a hit, he'll be on the move to investigate.

iii. Ars Relaxo (Open to whoever has access to Dylan's apartment)
In between more work on the sewer lair among other things, Donnie has been rather enjoying the fancy place that Dylan's let them stay in. He also hates it because going back to a sewer is never going to be the same again. This world's spoiled them so bad!!

Plate of leftover pizza beside him, if he's not actually sitting upright on a couch looking through stuff on a laptop or his phone then he's lying on the floor with his feet up on the couch for whatever reason (it's because he can), doing about the same. Probably not the best position to digest, let alone eat, but he do what he want.

Alternatively he'll have claimed coffee table space or something to use as a makeshift workspace for some gadgetry or another. Is it safe to be doing welding in here? Eh, he's been doing it in Huvrye's kitchen and hasn't burned anything down yet, it's probably fine.

iv. DIY
((OOC: AKA choose your own adventure/wildcard me! Hit me up if you wanna do something specific or just throw down something for a starter.))

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When Jason first moved in, he hadn't expected the penthouse to get as crowded as it is now. Not that he's complaining. With everything that's been happening recently, Dylan's friends need to be protected.

In terms of day-to-day activities though, it's been taking some getting used to on Jason's part. He's not used to having a household with this many people. So far, Jason thinks he's done fine and hasn't really bothered any of the others. It's usually none of his business.

The welding however, he can't help but be curious about.

"What're you doing?" He asks while purposely making his footsteps heard. It'd be bad to surprise someone while they're holding a welding torch.

Donnie's more or less kept to himself whenever he was occupying the more open space of the apartment, so it's no surprise he's overlooked Jason's comings and goings. At least he's not unaccustomed to interruptions while he works. It's rather hard to be when you've lived with three siblings your entire life.

"Juuust making sure this housing's good and secure." He finishes up the seam he'd been working on, shoving his goggles up as he frowns to himself. Where's he heard that voice before...?

His brows go way up once he turns to glance back at Jason. He might not be readily recognizable outside of the holo-disguise he'd worn back then, but he remembers Jason well enough. Bookstore guy. Although it's possible Jason might recognize the voice.

Jason has also being getting a funny feeling he's heard Donnie's voice before but hasn't clocked in yet that the teenager was disguised last time they met.

"I guess with the way things are going, it wouldn't hurt for the place to more like Fort Knox," he muses. "Sealing up some stuff then?"

"I doubt Fort Knox is as posh. I've been dying to go for a swim but I don't know if I have clearance for that."

Donnie relaxes a little- not that he really has that much to hide. The whole point of the disguise was to keep this whole situation under wraps and there seems little point for it now. And if this guy's here then clearly he's trustworthy or something.

"Yep, if this thing is gonna hold a retractable laser then I don't want to do a crap job on it- not that I ever do," he says as he looks back at the piece he'd just welded, eyeing it.

"You've made lasers before?" Jason asks, curious and eyeing Donnie's piece.

"Well I wouldn't be jumping to a retractable one for a preliminary run if I hadn't before," Donnie notes with a smirk. He pauses before adding, "Don't worry, I'm not going to do any laser tests here, there's kids after all."

Said like he's not one of them.

Jason snorts.

"You break anything here and you're paying," he says dryly. "What's the range and how well will it burn?"

That effectively wipes the smirk from his face. "Noted." Which is exactly why he's not doing any equipment tests in here.

"This one? Well, it's not meant to be a primary weapon. More like a backup, if not just to state 'back-off'. Also, because it's compacted it's going to have a limited power source so the range won't be great, say... maybe ten-fifteen feet but if a laser can't at least punch a hole through a standard wall then why even bother?"

Jason nods as he listens.

"Most people would immediately back away when they see a laser. It would at least buy a little extra time and distance," he says. "You're gonna make a few of these?"

When Donnie brings up that he needs help moving his plants, Leo readily agrees - solely because it involves invading Accelerator’s apartment. Unlike Donnie, who has apparently been coming here for some time, Leo has politely respected his friend’s privacy!

But the time for politely respecting his privacy is over.

After Leo sets the box down for Donnie to deal with, he heads directly for Accelerator’s kitchen. The food on offering is exactly what he expected, so he grabs some onigiri and munches on it while he walks around and looks at everything.

“…Nothing but the furniture they put in here, huh? Man, he’s boring.”

Donnie has put his plants in here, so maybe Leo should consider adding some personal touches of his own.

For now he flops on the couch and starts flipping through the tv for something to watch.

Donnie pulls a few other components from a little box he's kept nearby, arranging them on the table so he can try test-fitting things together.

"Wasn't planning on making more than one unless it was needed for some reason, especially with parts hard to come by. Not like I can buy the things very easily," he mutters.

Glancing over to his left, a holographic display comes up just above his forearm, displaying schematics for the laser design. It looks like the thing is meant to hide inside, of all things, a crutch.

Donnie picks up the part he'd just welded, sliding another into it to check the fit.

Lucky for them, Accelerator has been at work all day, so they've got free reign of the place for a little while. Also lucky, he has made exactly zero progress on decorating the apartment, so there are plenty of sunny and semi-sunny spots for all of the plants.

Of course, he has to come home from work eventually and even though, when he approaches the front door, he can hear the tv on he doesn't bother hesitating. He just unlocks the door and heads on in.

"....."

Accelerator stops for a few seconds, taking in the whole scene. Nothing is trashed, it isn't Arcadian guards or vandals breaking in, it's just Leo and Donnie with a bunch more plants making themselves at home, so....

So he shuts the door, kicks his shoes off in the entrance, and immediately starts for his bedroom.

"This is the guy who probably still has factory settings on his phone and doesn't update contact names, what do you expect," had been the response to Leo's observation. Not that Donnie disagrees; for some self-proclaimed villain, Accelerator has extremely boring taste.

Still, he has no idea what the esper actually does when he's not napping or chugging coffee, but it seems like he's out on business. Plenty of time for Donnie to get the rest of his plants situated and watered.

In between he's certainly been watching some TV with Leo and helping himself to a snack or two, and at least one can of coffee.

By the time Accelerator's come back, Donnie's in the process of removing dead leaves and things from pots. He greets the esper with a big ol' smile, not in the least surprised when the kid just makes for the bedroom.

"Someone got hurt?" Jason asks, curious and eyeing the crutch. He wonders how much stuff Donnie's going to build.

"No, the crutch is something this person has to rely on. This is the improved model I made," Donnie explains, gesturing vaguely at the design before be lets the screen vanish with a hand flick.

"Fancy stick," Jason says. He then looks around at the rest of Donnie's work area. "What other security stuff you're gonna do?"

"Eh, I've done fancier," Donnie says, shrugging. Some days, he misses his tech-bō.

"What, for this? Or more generalized? You think this place might need some upgrades?" Not that he'd disagree to that. After what he'd seen at the oppossum origin, he has come to the opinion that everywhere else is far too under-equipped for security.

"For this place," Jason elaborates. "I'm just wondering what else you got in mind besides the laser. We don't know what's gonna happen next with the guilds and Arcadia."

As comfortable as Jason has been living in the penthouse, he doesn't see how it could hurt getting more security. Or maybe his years of being with Bruce has made him paranoid about safety.

Donnie drums his fingers on the coffee table, considering.

"What budget do I have to work with?" he finally asks. If this is permission or even a request to work on installing some security measures, he won't say no, but if he's expected to pull it out of his shell, well...

"If I'm expected to scavenge for parts then it's going to take longer, depending on what all you might want installed. If this is going to be active defense, I should probably talk with whoever actually owns the place before I go installing anything more than extra security sensors and cameras."

Leo has been perfectly content to chill, and now, as Accelerator comes in, he also turns a big smile his way.

Accelerator, of course, responds by heading for his room, and Leo chuckles.

“Maaan, even your response to a home invasion is boring.”

Not that he and Donnie are particularly threatening (well, not in this context, anyway).

"Yeah, having a better idea of the premises should come first. Maybe it won't even be necessary to add more security," Jason says. Not that he thinks the building actually has enough.

He then shrugs.

"Just some food for thought. What else have you made?"

Accelerator doesn't stop.

"What do you want me to do, kick both of you and all those plants out the window?" He replies curtly. Fortunately, (fortunately????) the place is just a small one bedroom, so all he has to do is raise his voice a little for them to be able to hear him. "Because I can do that if you're expecting it."

He sets his crutch aside and drops down onto the bed with a thump, pulling his work phone out and plugging it in on the nightstand so it can charge. Then he flops onto his back and scrubs his hands down his face.

Oooookay, here we go. Socializing.

"Am I going to have to water all this shit?"

She's pretty itinerant these days, flying from place to place, figuring out who she is and what she wants.

She's more introspective these days, but that doesn't mean a purple light doesn't attract her as she's transiting over the city. It's a bit more of an effort to catch the little light, with a lot of statements along the line of 'c'mere you little bugger' or similar.

When and where she's from, drones are a largely neglected form of technology, at least like this. So she peers at it for a long moment, identifying its purpose.

"Huh. Somebody likes to do some peeping, looks like."

Is this a chance for her to chase down another bad guy? She can do that. She wants to do that. Be the good guy. Be on the right side.

"I know you wouldn't do that, because that'd take some amount of effort on your part," Donnie replies. He disposes of the dead plant bits before wandering over to the sink to wash his hands off.

"As for watering, I took care of it today, but yes, if you would. I have marked the ones that don't need a daily dose, they all have tags just in case but I've also grouped them when possible so that you won't have to hunt through each one to figure out who needs water and who doesn't."

"True enough, but if anyone's got enough reason to think that the place needs to be looked into, they'll do it."

Donnie's not sure whose jurisdiction the place falls under, although he highly doubts there are many Alliance-aligned that have stuck around ever since Fantastic took over. But not many places can have been outfitted with the means to completely neutralize a force of police and Alliance heroes without too much incident, and probably took some forethought.

"Probably the best idea is to have an escape plan in mind, if it gets bad," he mutters, frowning. He hates it, but sometimes it's the only option.

A shrug is given at the next question. "Lots of things. Whatever needs to be made."

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