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ya_assemble2014-10-26 12:08 am
othersdestructive) wrote in ya_assemble2014-10-26 12:08 am
[LN] Raphael is cool but rude, Michelangelo is a party dude...
"Jus' - jus' five more minutes, Master Splinter."
Come on, it'd been a busy night. Couldn't he sleep in just a little bit longer?
Except...except he wasn't in the lair.
As Raph opened his eyes, he realized he wasn't even in the city.
New York was New York and after spending the majority of his life under it, and exploring every facet of it from above after he and his brothers had started exploring at night, it was practically in his blood.
Wherever he was now, it didn't look like New York, it didn't sound like New York - it definitely didn't smell like New York.
And his head felt like it'd been cracked open and...something was rushing in. Something unnameable and shifting. It was making even his memories fuzzy. It was almost like something that wasn't himself was trying to push in and make...something else into himself. For a moment, all he could do was push himself up onto his knees and hunch over, holding his head in his hands.
"Ugh, my head."
Come on, it'd been a busy night. Couldn't he sleep in just a little bit longer?
Except...except he wasn't in the lair.
As Raph opened his eyes, he realized he wasn't even in the city.
New York was New York and after spending the majority of his life under it, and exploring every facet of it from above after he and his brothers had started exploring at night, it was practically in his blood.
Wherever he was now, it didn't look like New York, it didn't sound like New York - it definitely didn't smell like New York.
And his head felt like it'd been cracked open and...something was rushing in. Something unnameable and shifting. It was making even his memories fuzzy. It was almost like something that wasn't himself was trying to push in and make...something else into himself. For a moment, all he could do was push himself up onto his knees and hunch over, holding his head in his hands.
"Ugh, my head."
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He paused, looking at Raph concerned, "But wait a second, what creepy guy almost got you killed? And what people recognized you?"
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First he wanted answers. Then they could get theirs.
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Bunny raised his hand, because Mikey was starting to cut off his airflow. Not that he needed to breathe, technically, but still, breathing was nice.
"Think you could get your brother off me first, mate? That'd be ace."
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He paused.
"Now there's a sentence I never thought I'd say..."
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Mikey backed off, though, still nearly biting the fingernails he didn't have in glee.