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[soft_shelled]

[Ugh why does Leo have to apply logic to this whole thing? As Donnie stops his destruction of the paper while Leo explains the situation and then he just...

Sighs. Like a normal person even.]

Still... I like to think I would have at least something, even a basic framework to work from, by now back home.

[All he's got right now is sketches and ideas on paper, that helps no one.]

[makesascene]

[The actual normal sigh does a fine job of weirding Leo out.] I think you'd be in about the same position, Dee. Maybe making more junkyard trips if you weren't hurt at home either.

How about we go dumpster diving around those labs and see if we can find anything later?

[soft_shelled]

I wasn't that badly hurt. [Considering he ended up here after that Krang fight and was fine... Although that could have been the Fog thought it'd be better he wasn't a bundle of injuries on arrival, who knows.]

... Yeah, we can do that. Maybe see what this place has trash wise that I can put to good use.

[makesascene]

Yeah, you weren't, but- you would've gone onto a spiral of not sleeping for a good while. [He Knows You.]

It'll be a fun garbage field trip. Maybe we can find a junkyard or landfill too.

[soft_shelled]

... I'm not seeing a problem with that. [Let us not get into how many sleepless nights he's had here over Leo's arm.]

Oh man, a junkyard would be great. Might not be as good as the ones back home, but better than nothing.

[makesascene]

You need to sleep, dumdum. [He sticks his tongue out a little in kind.]

I mean, with so many people coming and going, there has to be a bunch of those computers just thrown away, right? You could scavenge soooo much from that.

[soft_shelled]

I'll sleep when I'm dead. [He retorts, sticking out his own tongue right back at Leo.]

If the laptops are even scavengeable, who knows if they have some kind of security to prevent that?

[makesascene]

I'll resurrect you to beat your shell in. [A threat and a promise.]

I mean, all the computers here are ollldddd, why would these even have a security feature to stop you from salvaging parts?

[soft_shelled]

Uh huh. [He's not taking the threat seriously at all.]

Well, because most good tech companies tend to try to keep things a secret? And how these work beyond what we know normally could be secret, Leo.

[makesascene]

[Leo just goes back to his crane folding.]

Love to break this to you, Dee. There is like one tech company here? Pretty sure they aren't that good if there is no competition around.

[soft_shelled]

A monopoly! Which means they'd be even more secretive.

[He would go back to his own folding but... Ooops, he shredded his paper.]

[makesascene]

Given we're in monster hell, Dee, I think that means their security is lax! They aren't afraid of keeping things that secret.

[Leo slows on his own folding to stretch his fingers with a brief wince before sliding a paper wordlessly to his twin.]

[soft_shelled]

I would think this being monster hell they'd want to keep things secret, Leo.

[The paper is taken and he starts to fold it into a crane now.]

[makesascene]

Probably, Dee, but- when has someone trying to keep something secret ever stopped you from cracking it?

[He needs a second to just rest his hand. He will bolster Donnie up though.]

[soft_shelled]

... Point, I mean if I can hack the Krang ship and that was...

[He shudders, recalling interfacing with the techno-organic-ness of the Technodrome.]

Nothing anyone around here can come up with can compare.

[makesascene]

See? Easy. You got this. These computers are ancient AF. [He's just laying back a little, trying to relax. His hand hurts, but he can cope.]

You're gonna be able to pull 'em apart and make something better out of them. I know you.

[soft_shelled]

Yeah, yeah. [He's going to look over at Leo and smile a little.]

Now it's just finding laptops to work with that aren't being used.

[makesascene]

I mean, people disappear a lot, so, not hard to guess their laptops get thrown away. [Leo is mentally following a through line here.] Oskar probably cleans the apartments after people disappear, and I doubt he'd keep the laptops around. Soooo, deffo dumpster diving or junk yard search.

If it was less work, we could keep tabs on whose here and whose gone by picking over network stuff, but meh, effort.

[soft_shelled]

Definitely, dumpster diving and junk yarding it up, although I guess I could ask Oskar about old laptops...

[... Ha ha ha.] Doing that only works for people who have much of a presence on the network though.

[makesascene]

Oskar was pretty nice last time we talked to him. [Technically, Bucky had spoken to Oskar the most, but they saw the man quite a bit given they lived in the apartments a good while.]

I mean, even if they don't stick to one username, people do get mentioned so- [He shrugs a little in turn.]

[soft_shelled]

Yeah, for what he had to do he was cool. [Not that Donnie interacted with many people at the apartments, really.]

Maybe, it's something I can always ask about later anyway.