LEO - POST MOVIE

[semilethal]

[ 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.

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[neonleon]

[Everything fucking hurts. No one is asking where April found the van, and really after everything she's had to deal with around them, acquiring a van through unspoken means is likely the most normal thing she's done in the last 48 hours. Raph looks like he's ready to keel over, Mikey's hands are a nervous jittery shaking mess. Pops is on edge in a way Leonardo is still trying to get used to seeing ever since he found out about the Foot and Shredder.

He's still trying to process everything from the last day, the last few hours and how relieved he is that they got Raph back. He'll never say it out loud of course, he can't say it out loud, but as soon as they can go back to jokingly arguing, he's putting his everything into it so his brother knows how relieved he is.

Leo is pointedly not thinking about himself. He is categorically, intentionally, forcefully not thinking about what happened to him. How for those few seconds he was so sure that was it. He wasn't coming back. It was going to be him and Krang until eternity alone in that dimension. He's trying not to think about how his shoulder makes a popping sound every time they move his arm, or how sore his legs are from the overwork to get shit done. He could have died.

Even as he feels that little protective bit of their dad holding onto him.]

Wha? C'mon... Lookit me, Dee, I'm alive, it's fine.