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3rd Caning // ["Accidental" Voice -- See OOC Note] // A Father's Worry....
[Splinter is turning the pages of his journal slowly, looking and listening for any sight or sound of Raphael. Eventually, he hesitates, and flips back to the first page to start at the beginning. Perhaps he's missed something...
Splinter reaches out and smooths his hand across the journal in a gesture that activates the voice recording without realizing it. It is because of his ineptitude that the emotion and worry can be heard in his voice:]
Raphael... Where are you, my son?
[There is silence again for a long moment, and the sound of gently flipping pages can be heard. Eventually, it times out.]
((OOC: This is an accidental audio on Splinter's part, but isn't an accidental audio in terms of the Nitpicker's Guide. He DID touch the voice post button by accident (even though Don's showed him eleventy bajillion times how to use it), so playback is available. Hope that clears any confusion.
And he'll be replying to people that aren't his sons once I realize how he's going to react to being overheard on the journals. Once that gets played out a bit more, I'll be able to reply to others.))
Splinter reaches out and smooths his hand across the journal in a gesture that activates the voice recording without realizing it. It is because of his ineptitude that the emotion and worry can be heard in his voice:]
Raphael... Where are you, my son?
[There is silence again for a long moment, and the sound of gently flipping pages can be heard. Eventually, it times out.]
((OOC: This is an accidental audio on Splinter's part, but isn't an accidental audio in terms of the Nitpicker's Guide. He DID touch the voice post button by accident (even though Don's showed him eleventy bajillion times how to use it), so playback is available. Hope that clears any confusion.
And he'll be replying to people that aren't his sons once I realize how he's going to react to being overheard on the journals. Once that gets played out a bit more, I'll be able to reply to others.))
[voice]
They can hear us right now, actually.
[voice]
[Long pause. It occurs to him that these messages within messages can be heard by others as well! He hadn't of realized that until now!]
Then they can hear me speaking to you or to any of my other sons?
[voice]
[voice-->action?]
[Actually, he's just going to come find you. >| Take that, listening journals.]
[action]
Still speaking to the journal:]
You can filter conversations, only I don't know how. Don does, though.
[action]
Oh, and from behind you:]
Then I will have to ask him to show me. I do not like others listening in on private matters.
[action]
Yeah, they're kind of annoying like that.
Wanna lick the bowl?
[action]
I hope that you do not partake in the same behavior.
[Splinter blinks.] It is all right. You may lick it, Michelangelo.
[action]
Of course not.
[Lick, lick, lick.]
[action]
Michelangelo....
[He's not going to push right now--he doesn't have the energy. But he wouldn't mind if Mikey confessed now.]
[action]
Nah, I don't. Mostly I don't know how...
[action]
Ah, neither do I.
[action]
Re: [action]
A bit more peanut butter, and it shall be perfect!
[action]
Sensei, if I made 'em how you like 'em I might as well just hand you the peanut butter jar.
[action]
Ah, but that would be uncivilized, and I would not get cookies.
[action]
[action]
And there is an issue in this?
[action]
No, I guess not.
[action]
He notices that Michelangelo was going to say something else, but lets it slide for now. His sons are having it hard enough. So he'll not comment on it, instead just watching Michelangelo bake.]
[action]
Re: [action]
[action]
Donnie said they always come back.
[Just who is he convincing here?]
[action]
[Splinter doesn't need convincing. He simply knows.]
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