[are you sure, that bucket seems like the best option-
Leonardo is so, so, so tempted to head inside and just soak in that giant tub but he has to be responsible. He holds up his hand to stall.] Uh, might be worth bringing up now, asides the heavy emotional stuff. This is Donnie's blood. He had vials of it everywhere and- uh, it got on both of us.
I don't think the infection can spread like this, but, it's something alright.
It's alright, I can purge the water. [He's not especially concerned about that, though he will be mindful of clean-up and potential piercing of skin, considering all the glass around.] What kind of infection is it?
I- sure? [This isn't an argument. He's wary of making the bath area disgusting. He's going to awkwardly get his pants off so he doesn't bring that with him. The pants are kicked aside. Begone.
He does just listen to the order and walk in that direction.]
[Caduceus leaves him to wash up, gathering up the glass to dispose of carefully, and going inside to get some medical supplies and cleaning materials. And some spellcasting components. Tiny cuts are one thing but a potential alien infection is another thing entirely.]
[Thankfully, Leonardo knows how to operate the very fancy bath area on his own by this point. He scrubs off the blood he can. The hot water against the new resin feels.. definitely weird, but he can tell it will hold.
Actually being able to have a moment of reprieve gives the turtle time to breath. Time to look down at the chest plate and give it a once over. It is no surprise Donnie's work is as solid as ever. Leo can't even really tell the difference from where Casey put him back together and the place Donnie picked up on the crack. It is seamless work. There is something to be said about the people he loves the most personal handiwork keeping him from literally falling apart.
The thought carries him through the rest of the bath. He dries himself off, heading into the actual house.]
[It's also close to the spa, relatively speaking, so he should be able to find Caduceus quickly. A medical kit is set up on the counter, alongside a smaller pan of steaming water, near a freshly-boiled kettle, and, weirdly, a small, open bag of... diamonds?]
[The turtle walks into the kitchen, blinking at the set-up therein. The diamonds are not what he expected. He walks a little closer, wondering what Caduceus has up his sleeves.]
Oh. [Yeah he's not heard of that, but isn't that just... decking oneself out with jewelry??] No, we're not doing that. Diamonds are a material component for a spell I'm going to use on you. And no, I'm not asking.
[Caduceus pauses at that, and for a moment looks deeply apologetic, his ears drooping. He doesn't like that prior experience has made it a necessary question.]
No, it... shouldn't. Healing isn't meant to be painful. I'd be alarmed if it hurt you.
[Sorry Leo you said the thing and he's latching on. He finishes fussing with the materials and leans forward to examine the state of his freshly-strained plastron, alongside his new cuts.]
[There is no take back on that, is there-] I mean, I usually ache most of the time. It's normal. Everyone hurts like that. Today my chest plate hurts from- uh, earlier, but not really as bad as it could be.
[Decades of pushing his body to its limits has left some lasting damage in places. Lingering pains that crop up and Leo just ignores for the most part. Not that Leonardo has the words to describe chronic pain appropriately. He assumes everyone in his age group feels like this to some extent.]
[Absolutely not. You fell in a pit of your own making, you live there now. Now that he knows, though, Caduceus will be thinking about this one. There are limits even to the healing magic of the Wildmother- at least, the kind wielded by a mortal.]
I'm sorry. I wish there was an instant cure-all for that sort of long-term pain. There are treatments, but they can be... extensive. And slow.
[Leonardo shakes his head gently. Quick to reassure the other man.] I'll be alright. I've gotten this far, I'll keep chugging along bout the same.
As long as I stop doing stupid things, at least. [Yes, he can acknowledge his behavior with Donnie was... extremely stupid. The walk back made him stew on it at somewhat.]
There's not a person alive or dead capable of that.
[Everyone does stupid things. It's the fate of mortals.
He won't dwell on the issue - it isn't his guilt to carry - and instead takes the diamonds in one hand, closing the distance between them. He lifts his free hand to rest on Leonardo's arm, murmuring under his breath. Both the diamonds and his palm gleam brightly for a moment, and soft cattail vines spread out from his hand, branches stretching out towards each cut. It lasts a matter of seconds, and will feel like little more than a soft tickle on his scales. When it's done, he... probably won't feel very different, unless he actually was infected. The cuts aren't even healed over. The diamonds are gone, and the vines shrivel and disintegrate.
One thing he might notice, however: he's been very tired recently, right? Worn at the seams? Rough day? Feeling... exhausted, maybe? Yeah, not anymore. He'll feel refreshed as if he'd just had the greatest night's sleep ever.]
[Thankfully for everyone involved, Leonardo wasn't infected. Even with the blood contamination, he hadn't picked anything up.
The turtle curiously watches Caduceus work, wanting to see just how everything works. Magic has always fascinated him. Caduceus magic is like nothing he had dealt with before, so it always holds his attention.
He opens his mouth and closes it at the feeling. He had thought he had been resting really well, but this rush of liveliness leaves him openly dumbfounded.]
I... wow. [He has no idea what to even do with it.] Magic rules.
[He grew up with it, so some aspects of this power is normal for him, but he's learned and witnessed so many new things since leaving home, the wow factor never truly goes away. Magic should not ever be considered mundane, least of all the magic of the divine.]
Feel anything weird? Any fatigue, or illness? How're your injuries?
No, I feel... really good? Like, wow. [For once in his life, he's somewhat struck silent. His brain is trying to catch up with this whole new feeling.] I feel like- I could take on the whole world.
I could do anything!
[Leonardo can't quite contain himself as he reaches out to sweep Caduceus into his arm. Holding the other man up comfortably against his chest plates in a cradle as he spins both of them around. He throws his head back, laughing. The sound is bright and energetic. Delighted.
He comes to a stop after at least one good spin, breathless and smiling down at his friend. He can feel his heart flutter a little.]
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Leonardo is so, so, so tempted to head inside and just soak in that giant tub but he has to be responsible. He holds up his hand to stall.] Uh, might be worth bringing up now, asides the heavy emotional stuff. This is Donnie's blood. He had vials of it everywhere and- uh, it got on both of us.
I don't think the infection can spread like this, but, it's something alright.
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The... alien infection. The one that killed him?
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Bath. Now.
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He does just listen to the order and walk in that direction.]
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Actually being able to have a moment of reprieve gives the turtle time to breath. Time to look down at the chest plate and give it a once over. It is no surprise Donnie's work is as solid as ever. Leo can't even really tell the difference from where Casey put him back together and the place Donnie picked up on the crack. It is seamless work. There is something to be said about the people he loves the most personal handiwork keeping him from literally falling apart.
The thought carries him through the rest of the bath. He dries himself off, heading into the actual house.]
Caduceus? Should I go anywhere in particular?
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Kitchen. Everything's ready here.
[It's also close to the spa, relatively speaking, so he should be able to find Caduceus quickly. A medical kit is set up on the counter, alongside a smaller pan of steaming water, near a freshly-boiled kettle, and, weirdly, a small, open bag of... diamonds?]
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Are you going to bedazzle me?
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Am I going to what?
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[Get over here.]
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Caduceus apparently has this man believing him with no questions.] Is this gonna be like painful at all, or are we gonna find out?
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No, it... shouldn't. Healing isn't meant to be painful. I'd be alarmed if it hurt you.
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I mean- you've never hurt me with healing. I'm just used to how much it usually hurts when I get put back together.
It's normal to like low level hurt all the time anyway, so, I shouldn't really complain. [He does not mean to admit that part out loud.]
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[Sorry Leo you said the thing and he's latching on. He finishes fussing with the materials and leans forward to examine the state of his freshly-strained plastron, alongside his new cuts.]
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[Decades of pushing his body to its limits has left some lasting damage in places. Lingering pains that crop up and Leo just ignores for the most part. Not that Leonardo has the words to describe chronic pain appropriately. He assumes everyone in his age group feels like this to some extent.]
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I'm sorry. I wish there was an instant cure-all for that sort of long-term pain. There are treatments, but they can be... extensive. And slow.
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As long as I stop doing stupid things, at least. [Yes, he can acknowledge his behavior with Donnie was... extremely stupid. The walk back made him stew on it at somewhat.]
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[Everyone does stupid things. It's the fate of mortals.
He won't dwell on the issue - it isn't his guilt to carry - and instead takes the diamonds in one hand, closing the distance between them. He lifts his free hand to rest on Leonardo's arm, murmuring under his breath. Both the diamonds and his palm gleam brightly for a moment, and soft cattail vines spread out from his hand, branches stretching out towards each cut. It lasts a matter of seconds, and will feel like little more than a soft tickle on his scales. When it's done, he... probably won't feel very different, unless he actually was infected. The cuts aren't even healed over. The diamonds are gone, and the vines shrivel and disintegrate.
One thing he might notice, however: he's been very tired recently, right? Worn at the seams? Rough day? Feeling... exhausted, maybe? Yeah, not anymore. He'll feel refreshed as if he'd just had the greatest night's sleep ever.]
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The turtle curiously watches Caduceus work, wanting to see just how everything works. Magic has always fascinated him. Caduceus magic is like nothing he had dealt with before, so it always holds his attention.
He opens his mouth and closes it at the feeling. He had thought he had been resting really well, but this rush of liveliness leaves him openly dumbfounded.]
I... wow. [He has no idea what to even do with it.] Magic rules.
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It has its benefits, for sure.
[He grew up with it, so some aspects of this power is normal for him, but he's learned and witnessed so many new things since leaving home, the wow factor never truly goes away. Magic should not ever be considered mundane, least of all the magic of the divine.]
Feel anything weird? Any fatigue, or illness? How're your injuries?
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I could do anything!
[Leonardo can't quite contain himself as he reaches out to sweep Caduceus into his arm. Holding the other man up comfortably against his chest plates in a cradle as he spins both of them around. He throws his head back, laughing. The sound is bright and energetic. Delighted.
He comes to a stop after at least one good spin, breathless and smiling down at his friend. He can feel his heart flutter a little.]
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