[The shell rubbing is appreciated, even if it is done to his battle shell, as he spits and gags a little more before he's holding the trash can away from him. As if the damned thing will bite him or something.]
[Leo threateningly points at him one last time before he disappears from the room to get water. It isn't a long trip, so he returns a paper cup in hand filled with cold water.
He walks over to where Donnie is seated, holding the cup out to him.]
Here, swish your mouth out and if you use the whole cup, I'll refill.
[Donnie just sort of looks about the room, checking to see if Leo's managed in his short time here to put any personal touches on the room, while he waits.
And when Leo returns and holds out the cup? Donnie starts to reach for it with his left arm but stops himself.]
It's been actin' up, but they say that's normal? [Right hand taking the cup and taking little sips, no swishing because he ain't got anything to spit the water into and he refuses to even look at the trash can.]
[At best, Leo has managed some personalization. A poster of a Cool Action Guy with a sword taped up on one wall. A monster action figure sitting at the head of his bed. A single throw blanket with glow in the dark stars. That as far as he's gotten.]
The fact the fancy robot arm is prone to acting up leaves me questioning our benefactors.
[He's just going to tie off the trash bag, and set the back aside, gesturing for Donnie to just spit in the empty basket. He does not care right now.]
It's because the nerves and such need time to adjust, Leo.
[That is said in Donnie's "I am a huge nerd/scientist" tone of voice and is probably the most sober he's sounded thus far. And never! He refuses to spit in it, he will swallow his grossness as punishment.]
You literally just yelled, cried and vomited in my room. You are gonna stay here and form a pile with me, or I'm gonna make your life so much worse tomorrow. [This is a threat.]
[He drops the sealed bag aside. That means Donnie at least gets close to the door before his twin reaches out to try and pick him up like a sack of potatoes.
Leo is alert and functional unlike someone whose name starts with Dona and ends with Tello.]
You're going to sit the fuck down and deal with the consequences of your drunken actions, Mr. Smarty Big Brain Pants.
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Ugh, urk... never again.
[Does he mean he'll never puke again or drink???]
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Leo just takes the trashcan out of Donnie's hands, setting it aside with a grimace. He looks back to his twin.]
Sit down. I'm going to get you water.
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So sit he shall!]
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He walks over to where Donnie is seated, holding the cup out to him.]
Here, swish your mouth out and if you use the whole cup, I'll refill.
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And when Leo returns and holds out the cup? Donnie starts to reach for it with his left arm but stops himself.]
It's been actin' up, but they say that's normal? [Right hand taking the cup and taking little sips, no swishing because he ain't got anything to spit the water into and he refuses to even look at the trash can.]
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The fact the fancy robot arm is prone to acting up leaves me questioning our benefactors.
[He's just going to tie off the trash bag, and set the back aside, gesturing for Donnie to just spit in the empty basket. He does not care right now.]
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[That is said in Donnie's "I am a huge nerd/scientist" tone of voice and is probably the most sober he's sounded thus far. And never! He refuses to spit in it, he will swallow his grossness as punishment.]
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We're in a sci-fi future, they should have that down pat. Considering how many people are kinda robotic up in here...
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... They don't exactly have mutant turtles around, Nardo.
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No one was weird about you being a turtle and that kaiju being a turtle, right?
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I think Kaga said something about it, called it my cousin or something dumb like that?
[he can't remember the details, probably because of his current state instead of forgetting. As he is going to put the now empty paper cup down.]
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You're staying over, drunky. [This is not a request.] Get comfortable. Maybe I'll let you use my new blanket.
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As to staying? Nope, Donnie's going to start to get up.] M'fine, I just need to get to my room...
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I doubt you will. [And he's still a bit wobbly, so getting to the door is not going well anyway.]
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[He drops the sealed bag aside. That means Donnie at least gets close to the door before his twin reaches out to try and pick him up like a sack of potatoes.
Leo is alert and functional unlike someone whose name starts with Dona and ends with Tello.]
You're going to sit the fuck down and deal with the consequences of your drunken actions, Mr. Smarty Big Brain Pants.
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I'm fine, there's nothing to worry about! Honest.
[At least his drunk actions have just been get drunk and wander into Leo's room.]
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Sit your ass down and go to bed!
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M'not tired.
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Get cozy, nerd boy.
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No! M'not tired!
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