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[thepurpleone]

"You're conversing with Donatello-

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.....

Just kidding, you got my inbox bu~t if you leave a message I will get back to you as soon as I possibly can."

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[thepurpleone]

Mmf.

...reacclimating.

[emojibot]

I understand.

[not to the same degree, as he was not put in an organic body, but it was still a difficult experience. not to mention the matrix gave him a big zap when he switched back, for whatever reason. figures that's the first communication he's had from it for an age.]

Do you need anything? I can get some sustenance for you from Maccadam's, if you need it.

[thepurpleone]

Don't know if I can stomach anything right now.

[Just the thought of eating makes him queasy, but he's not sure how often Soundwave had eaten while he'd been stuck in a turtle body although it's probably a plus that he doesn't feel like he's completely starved.]

M...maybe something liquid-based. And water. Water would probably be good.

[emojibot]

I will be by soon.

[and he is! when he's let in, he kneels down and takes a selection of bottles out of his subspace for donnie.]

I didn't know what temperature you'd want the water, so I got cold, lukewarm and hot. [he says this so sincerely. all he knows about organics is that their beverages come in multiple temperatures, but he's never tried any or really seen them.] The bartender also recommended a protein shake and something called aspirin.

[a couple more bottles come out, various flavours as well as the box of space aspirin.]

[thepurpleone]

[Extracting himself from his little nest takes more effort than he wants to admit, but M.I.S.H.E.L.L.E. doesn't have the appendages to retrieve things yet.

Donnie tries not to flinch so much as he pulls his hood tight over his head, but robot voices are so loud.

But he hadn't expected a selection, which is...a pleasant surprise and much appreciated.]

Thanks...

[He picks up the box, slipping it into the pocket of his hoodie before tapping his fingers against each of the water bottles, perhaps predictably picking up the one in between temperatures. He's sure he'd burn himself with one and be even more cold with the other.]

[emojibot]

[hey, good to see he was right to think that just bringing something cold wasn't a good idea.

the flinch can't be good though. optimus moves back so he's not swamping the poor guy.]

Do you, ah, need a medic?

[thepurpleone]

[Donnie stiffens as the big guy begins to move before he realizes what he's doing. He tries to get himself to relax, working at opening the bottle. Ugh, why is everything so yuck?]

N-no, I just...

[He has no idea what he needs. The cap goes slipping from his fingers and he looks at it with a frustrated face but makes no move to retrieve it, instead trying a slow, tiny sip of water.]

...I need space.

[emojibot]

Got it. I will need to write a report about what happened-- I'll be next door. Call me if you need anything.

[he hangs on one last second just in case donnie has any last minute requests, otherwise he'll be going.]

[thepurpleone]

[The turtle nods. There's more he should say but he's not sure he can manage right now, not when he's barely managing to hold himself together.]

Okay.

[He picks up the protein shake so he can give it a try once he's nestled back in his little pillow fortress.]

[emojibot]

[and so! optimus backs off and gives donnie some space, remaining next door as promised.

he gives the little turtle a good eight hours before he decides to stop for a moment on page 456 of his report and check in.]

Feeling any better? 😷

[thepurpleone]

[Maybe Optimus would be one to appreciate tbe lengthy manuals Donnie tends to come up with...

...okay but emojis being used by an Optimus is still super weird.]

Marginally.

[emojibot]

Good! 🤩🌷
Do you need any more supplies? 🥤

[thepurpleone]

I think I'm good for now. Thanks though.