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I don't know for sure if ...Well, she said it was vague. But maybe it's the whole thing you mentioned. With the Kraang ship? Or maybe it was when I had to interface with the guardians on Iskwiyac and the magic was eating my arms.

[Wait did he ever mention that part to Mikey?]

THE MAGIC WAS EATING YOUR AMRS?!

[Nope, hadn't mentioned it. Funny that.]

[He knew the gauntlets had attached themselves or whatever. The basics. He just didn't know it was anything to that extent. They gotta stop meeting like this, bro.]

[Yeah, way to give your brother a heart attack. He should know better, really, but he's been jumpy lately so he almost hits the window as he jolts back, grasping at said arms anxiously.]

Y...yeah, about that...

[Right. He remembers now. He'd only told Leo, because he hadn't wanted to worry Mikey at the time. How are they so great at this?

Donnie holds one of his hands up, the normal stubs of his fingers and thumb shaped into nice little claws. He'd been wearing those out of habit lately, he kind of liked the shape of them. And then he flexes his fingers, each digit elongating impossibly into the weird spindly finger-claws Soundwave had.]

...when I connected with my ninpō, it reacted with the gloves. And...when I repaired Anemone's body, I guess it was beyond my usual ability, so...in exchange, the magic ate my hands and arms up. Solus said there'd be a cost to use the gauntlets at full potential, but she hadn't really explained. That mushroom guy Princer was the one who told me I no longer had any flesh under these.

Donnie that's--?!

[Well, he guess this was karma, but he still didn't like it. He felt uncomfortable and rubbed at his still slightly numb leg. He really didn't like Donnie's use of the word "flesh" but he wasn't sure how else he was supposed to put it, once he really thought about it. He didn't like thinking about it.]

So those are like... your arms now... you said they didn't hurt. Is that still true?

[He caught himself staring. It was unsettling, the claws, the knowledge that they weren't just gloves--gauntlets anymore. That was his arms.]

[Donnie can't help but feel a little unsettled at the staring. Yeah, he supposes it's kind of freaky, so he's glad he didn't go for the demonstration Princer had done and went straight into making his arm a blade. He morphs them back to the more subtle little clawed fingers, giving his hand an idle shake.]

It's still weird. They're...well, they're magic stone so it's got that sort of property and without it I wouldn't have been able to fish you guys out of the gross water in Iskwiyac. But at the same time I can still feel things as though I had regular hands and nerves inside? Magic hands. Hah. Kind of ironic, right? The least magically inclined turtle ends up with the weird magic hands.

[Mikey snorts.] I mean, magic hands is literally my thing, but I'll let you have it this time. I think it probably makes more sense in this case, and I can't really use mine anyways.

[He looks down at his own hands a moment then over at his brother's strange arms again.]

Can I touch them?

[He lets out a weak laugh at that.] You can still keep the name, I'm not really pushing for it.

[Magic hands isn't really his style anyway. He looks at them before he holds them out for Mikey.]

[Mikey reaches out and carefully touches them. When nothing weird happens he is a little more firm with his actions, but still gentle. He feels the texture, checks where they actually meet Donnie's skin, runs his fingers over the tips. When he's done, he finally pulls away.]

Weird. [It's all he can really say for a moment.]

Guess that's just, like, your thing now huh?

Yeah. Guess so.

[He flexes his fingers before resting his hands in his lap.]

I'm trying not to use them for anything too crazy. It's...kind of cool otherwise.

[Mikey's face goes thoughtful.]

So you can, like, turn them into... anything...

[His voice is careful, he's planning something...]

Theoretically.

[He sliiides a look at Mikey.]

[He grins.]

What about a pizza cutter? Or a grenade launcher? A sword? Oh oh! What about stuff that isn't weapons, like a unicorn or a teddy bear? Hold on, let me see if I can find one of those data pad thingies and we can come up with a whole list of things for you to try!

[He searches around the room, but comes up empty. Unfortunate.]

Actually, I'll just text you the list. [Even as he speaks he's pulling up their most recent messages.]

Blades are easy- I already showed you that one.

I can also shift my fingers into tools- really convenient when I need a screwdriver or something.

[He makes a face at Mikey's listings.]

I doubt I can make a firearm... although that would be pretty cool. It'd be like Rock and those human-looking robot guys!

-a unicorn though? Seriously? Mikey it does still have to be attached to me.

Edited (whoops i did that already earlier, you saw nothing) 2024-04-23 21:46 (UTC)

[Mikey looked thoughtful, but mostly excited. Still attached, that limited things...]

Well, the unicorn can still be attached, like a statue or something.

[Maybe not practical but they aren't being practical, they are being cool.]

There are so many possibilities here Donnie! [He clasps his shoulders with a vibrating energy.] You are limiting yourself with tools.

Though... You could already do cooler things with your ninpo... But we work with what we've got.

[He blinks, staring a bit at Mikey. Limiting himself? He'd...never thought about it that way. But that's Mikey's point, isn't it? Donnie looks mildly stunned at this revelation.]

But then what else am I supposed to think of? I can't not think of...of practical uses.

[He looks at his hands again. Mikey's comment bothers him and it is going to nag at him now.]

[Mikey gave him a very gentle, very tiny shake.]

You think of fun Donnie. Remember that? Fun?

[His eyes widened as an idea came to mind.]

WE COULD PRANK LEO.

[Michael, you know your brother has a terrible tendency to overthink things.

The shake does help though, even if Mikey is given a brief confused look at the answer. Fun? Fun. Huh... But how do you have fun with weird magical ar-

Donnie stares again at Mikey before his expression shifts sloooowly, thoughtfully.]

Okay, you have my attention.

[Mikey finally stood so he could pace around as he talked through his plan.]

If we can turn it into something scary maybe? We can hide and chase him around with it, or even just do that creepy shadow thing on the wall. Or we keep popping up so he keeps thinking he's seeing things but they're not there. The trick here is that it's attached so we need to stay out of sight and that really limits our options...

[All of these were pretty low brow ideas, he could do better than this. Think think think.]

[Donnie looks a little hesitant at that.]

I don't know... Haven't you guys had enough scary and paranoia to deal with lately?

[Or maybe that was just him.]

[Ah, right.]

Yeah... good point. [He tapped his chin. Well that certainly limited their options, for the better though. Probably. He steeples his fingers and taps them together, staring out the window like the stars would give him the answers.]

The point was to use your cool new arm to do something, but there is no reason we need to stick with just that. We need to broaden our horizons.

Yeah, I know, but it's supposed to be fun too, right?

Maybe we can just surprise him somehow...

[Somehow setting up things to explode in a flurry of feathers seems so much easier, but then their current environment could hold just as many possibilities as it did limitations.]

[Mikey settles back a little, putting himself into thinking mode.]

Surprise him you say... [He says this like he had any ideas.]

If we set something up while he's sleeping, we could get him when he wakes up, and then it's extra funny because he's not fully awake.

Ooh! That will work. [Because Leo actually sleeps!]

Additionally, I can just morph my hand into something unexpected when he wants me to pass him something. Instant surprise!

[Mikey rubs his hands together.] Ohhhh if you are passing him some food, even better. Pretend like you didn't even mean it.

[He bats his eyes.] I'm sorry Leo, I don't know why this keeps happening. [He mimes tipping over a plate and laughs.]

[Donnie can't help but laugh as well. It's nice having something to laugh at, even if it is at your absent brother's expense.]

Ohhhh he'd probably get so annoyed.

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