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semilethal) wrote2022-08-24 09:34 pm
semilethal) wrote2022-08-24 09:34 pm
LEO - POST MOVIE
[ nobody asks where april found the van. some mild criminal activity feels irrelevant in light of the day they just had anyway, and they couldn't exactly walk all the way back to the lair.
not with leo like...this. not just leo either; raphael couldn't hardly hold his head up, hunched and clearly wearing his 'i'm the eldest and i won't complain' face as he cradles leo so carefully on their way to the van. mikey's hands and arms won't stop trembling, even when he twists them together and presses them to his plastron. donatello is sore all over and his skin and shell feel raw, like someone rubbed him down with sandpaper.
and leo's quiet. leo's too quiet.
so there they are in the cargo van, raph tucked toward the front with a leg stretched out for mikey to use as a pillow to doze upon. april and casey sit up front, throwing concerned glances over their shoulders as often as is safe while april slowly weaves the vehicle through the half-destroyed streets toward the nearest access point. splinter sits near the doors as their only other capable fighter, though he keeps his tail curled around leo's uninjured ankle.
and donatello, he's stripping off his gloves because he's going to have to touch his brother to get a better idea of his injuries, and his skin doesn't feel like his own and that'll interfere with his judgement. the fewer layers between he and his brother, the more accurate he can be. ]
Alrighty Leon. Look alive, let's...let's diagnose.
not with leo like...this. not just leo either; raphael couldn't hardly hold his head up, hunched and clearly wearing his 'i'm the eldest and i won't complain' face as he cradles leo so carefully on their way to the van. mikey's hands and arms won't stop trembling, even when he twists them together and presses them to his plastron. donatello is sore all over and his skin and shell feel raw, like someone rubbed him down with sandpaper.
and leo's quiet. leo's too quiet.
so there they are in the cargo van, raph tucked toward the front with a leg stretched out for mikey to use as a pillow to doze upon. april and casey sit up front, throwing concerned glances over their shoulders as often as is safe while april slowly weaves the vehicle through the half-destroyed streets toward the nearest access point. splinter sits near the doors as their only other capable fighter, though he keeps his tail curled around leo's uninjured ankle.
and donatello, he's stripping off his gloves because he's going to have to touch his brother to get a better idea of his injuries, and his skin doesn't feel like his own and that'll interfere with his judgement. the fewer layers between he and his brother, the more accurate he can be. ]
Alrighty Leon. Look alive, let's...let's diagnose.
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He rubs at the back of his head, feeling that bump that's just on the "almost" side of healed up. Moving his arm this way still hurts, honestly, but he doesn't know what else to do with his hands right now, not while he tries to sort his brain out.]
Okay, but I mean... After all that. After they're gone. What's the plan then?
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He just... doesn't know. It's a call he didn't think he'd have to make - killing the only three of an alien race that they know of. For all they know, this could make them extinct. Is that something Leo wants to have on his shoulders? In the back of his mind? Knowing his go ahead did that?
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He looks at the simulation on the scree again.]
Do we still have any of that chemical stuff April got from her school? That seemed to do plenty of damage.
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[Whew. For a second there, Donnie was concerned that Leo would tell him they can't do this. Like, how weird would that be, right?] The Krang are made of organic material. There's plenty of their nasty goop around that I've already stuck onto cryo for testing. I'm sure powerful acids would do the trick regardless, but I can try different methods on the growth samples while we're looking for where the sister is being kept.
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Before we go ripping a hole through the universe again, let's track down the sister.
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STILL WITH STRAIGHT TO KILLING THOUGH. If he didn't know better he'd almost think Donnie's mad.]
Then. Yeah, let's work on that. [Y'know, after he finishes healing up, who knows how long that could take right]
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How much cover up do you think they did?
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We'll find something.
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Though when it seems like Leo is about to escape back to non-sciencey land, Donnie turns in his swivel chair abruptly.] Nardo. Uh. A moment, first.
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Buh- Yeah? What's up?
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It was, mm. Brought to my attention that my handling of this whole...situation was perhaps not the most graceful. [Understatement. Michael "Dr. Feelings" Hamato specifically called his behavior a "dumpster fire with a PhD," which was a little flattering but also enlightening. "You did that thing where you turn off all emotions except anger, Donnie," Mikey had sighed in exasperation, hitting him on the head with his clipboard.
Donnie barrels onward without pausing to let Leo react, or even speak. Gotta get it out with the momentum, gotta complete the thought(s).] That I didn't accurately portray how I'd felt, or even understood how I'd felt. I wanted to clarify what I'd said to you, about you...giving up. I know that wasn't it. But the idea that we- I could have lost my brother so quickly, so easily, wasn't one with which I could come to terms, so I. Detonated, as it were. My anger at my helplessness was transposed onto you.
So I'm sorry. You didn't deserve the accusation.
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'Giving up'? He... doesn't remember, not completely. He sort of vaguely remembers Donnie being mad and exploding a bit, but it was so wrapped up in delirium and pain that Leo couldn't remember the details of it. Was it that?]
...It's fine, Dee. Water under the bridge. [Still. It's good to hear at least. Like a balm on a burn he hadn't quite realized was there until it suddenly wasn't.]
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Well. That's all I had to say.
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...All right. Cool. Um. [Should he... say anything back?] Thanks. For- for fixing me up. [Leo you don't just say 'thanks' to your brother performing invasive surgery on your spine.]
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We'll figure out where the other two Krang are and go after those before we decide what to do with uh. Prison Dimension.
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What about Raph and Mikey?
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What about Raph and Mikey? Or...
[Light bulb going off.]
Do you not want them to know about this?
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Got it. So we'll figure out what we're doing, get them either arguing about a movie or playing a competitive game together, boom we go do our thing while they're busy for a few hours.
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Only works if you don't give them an update from what all you just told me. But it could work.
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