[Leonardo doesn't feel the ride once he's drifted off. Each heartbeat is a harsh percussion of metal and anger, the large robot body fists slamming down into his plastron and each bump in the road another slam into the cement underneath him.
The physical tapping to his shoulder jerks him out of the nightmare. He'll never admit that's what it was, no one can prove such a thing. But he's breathless for the split second of weightlessness between dream and waking, Krang's angry glare over him melting into Donnie's tired one.]
The- Right...
[It's a herculean effort to start pushing himself to sit up, gritting his teeth as each individual bruise and injury greets him on the way up.]
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Y̴̛̯̮̒̒̈ǫ̷̻̑̅͂̚u̶̢͚̔̾̚'̵̛͈͕̟̫̲͛̌͋͠v̵̨͔̩̙͚̈́͘͘e̶͓̤̹͉͑̍́͊ ̸͓̠̏̈́̌̈́ȓ̵̗̏ư̴̯̜͋̉i̷̪͇͇͐̍͌̐̀ͅņ̴͕̀͛e̷͓͕̙̓̚͜ḏ̸̀͊͌̓ ̵͉͔́̉͐͌͘e̶̤͂̉v̶̨̡̳̱̪̈͝e̷̩̭̪͗ŕ̴̦̝̪̋ỳ̷͕̗̐͐͊͋t̴̗̋̾̂̒h̵͚̝̳͉͔̕͝i̶̛̬̻͑̒͘ṉ̵̛̭̙̌̅͐ḡ̶̱̗̫͎͂ͅ
The physical tapping to his shoulder jerks him out of the nightmare. He'll never admit that's what it was, no one can prove such a thing. But he's breathless for the split second of weightlessness between dream and waking, Krang's angry glare over him melting into Donnie's tired one.]
The- Right...
[It's a herculean effort to start pushing himself to sit up, gritting his teeth as each individual bruise and injury greets him on the way up.]