Spending all of brunch talking to a "Vulcan" and pretending he was just as much of a hardcore fanboy as Spock was one way to start a day
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Sakura was sick of being cooped up inside and it wasn't like she'd seen Naruto or Jiraiya anyway. So outside it was, thankfully, where she could do a little practice, watch for the others, and maybe even get some thinking done. Maybe
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Raphael was starting to feel a little stir crazy. He hadn't heard anything about if his brothers might be here or not, and while on one hand it was good that they didn't have to go through this nightmare of having a completely different body and all, he also would have felt a hell of a lot better if he'd had them around to back him up a bit. On top of that, this was his third day in this hell hole, and he still hadn't managed to break out or find out what the hell he was doing here in the first place. It was damn annoying and was a sure fire way to tick him off
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Another interruption. Of course. Sakura stopped and turned, sizing up the guy in front of her. He was pretty much eye level with her, which meant for a boy, he was pretty short, even though he looked a little older than she was. Huh. If he thought he could make fun of her though, he had another thing coming. She'd decked Naruto for less. Well... not much less, but he'd totally had it coming.
Her green eyes narrowed sharply, "what do you want?"
Raph counted his blessings that this wasn't another human that he found himself on the wrong end of a pair of nostrils of. It was a lot better to talk to someone while making eye contact than glaring up into that. But being closer to his height and good at katas wasn't going to make him put up with that kind of attitude from anyone.
He glared back at her. "I was comin' over to see what your were doin'," he said. "You talk to everyone like that?"
"Only the ones that tell me about my temper," Sakura replied, flicking some imaginary dust from her shirt and trying to appear indifferent. She would've liked to return to her practice, but now that she had an audience, she didn't know how well she'd be able to focus.
"Do you start every conversation like that?" she shrugged. "Anyway, I was just doing some training. Especially after last night, I want to be ready for anything."
"Nothin' wrong with havin' a temper," Raph answered. "I should know." Of course, Leo and Master Splinter might have something different to say about that, but he'd gotten used to hearing those complaints, especially from their fearless leader.
"Last night? You mean after all the zombies?" he sighed and raised a hand to rub the top of his head, but jerked back at the feeling of hair being there instead. Wasn't gonna get used to that in a hurry, that was for sure.
"I kinda slept through those," he admitted. "Go sedated after we tried bustin' out on our own then bustin' some heads. But don't let me stop you if you wanna do some trainin'. Just if you do, make sure you don't get any tips from the dodgy 'ninjas' 'round here. Trust me, you're better off without that kinda help."
She crossed her arms, but her expression was not as hard as it'd been earlier. Was this guy trying to flirt or making fun of her? It was kind of hard to tell. But anyone who was dumb enough to get themselves sedated and sleep through an entire undead invasion didn't rank all that high in her book. Still, there was no reason not to be polite. Or at least tolerable.
"Yeah. Zombies. Undead. Whatever you want to call them." She wasn't familiar with the term he'd used, but she'd seen it enough on the bulletin today to know what it meant. Must be some kind of shared slang term. Or something.
"Where exactly were you sleeping?" she asked, somewhat incredulous. "They were everywhere." Maybe it was best not to ask, but it was certainly suspicious. Had he been taken back to the institute? But someone had said there'd been zombies even there. So what was the real truth
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Raph shrugged. He'd heard that the things had been everywhere as well, but apparently that really meant 'everywhere but where he was'. "They split us up an' put us on the buses," he said. "Guess they didn't get targeted or anythin'."
Zombies he mightn't know much about, but dodgy ninjas? That topic was right up his alley. Raph rolled his shoulders and neck, feeling a couple of joints pop and as he did so.
"Not ninjas," he clarified, "dodgy ninjas. Bunch of 'em 'round here claimin' to need magic or somethin' to be a ninja. Shows what they know. Plus talkin' about 'ninja school', whatever the hell that is. You ask me, they been readin' too many Harry Potter books or somethin'. Probably can't do nothin' in a real fight."
So the buses had somehow been safe from enemy attacks? And the people who acted as idiotically as this man had been perfectly fine while the rest of them fought for their lives and their sanity?! It was a true injustice. Sakura ground her heel silently into the grass, but did what she could to keep an even tone. "That's lucky. I hope all the screams of people dying around you didn't interrupt your night's rest."
Up until that moment, she could keep a handle on her temper. If only just. But when this bastard had the nerve to insult not only her way of ninja, but her home and her academy all in one moronic breath of air, something simply snapped.
"You!" she hissed, shoving him on the shoulder and stepping up so she could talk face to face, her green eyes alight with anger. She'd been itching to give the uniformed asshole a piece of her mind anyway, how nice of him to provide her with the opportunity. "You're that punk from the bulletin board!"
"Listen up. For the last time. Chakra? Is NOT MAGIC. It's a skill based on
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Raphael didn't give any sign of noticing the girl's heel grinding at the grass, but he could tell that she was pretty ticked off about the idea that the buses had been safe or whatever. He mightn't look like he paid that much attention to his surroundings, but Master Splinter had made sure that wasn't the case. Or at least wasn't the case if you planned on making it through the day without getting whacked with a walking stick.
"What, you think I wanted to miss out on whackin' zombies?" he shot back. "Like I said, I got sedated. It ain't like I had a choice in the matter."
And then Pinky went and exploded on him.
Raph braced himself automatically as she shoved at him, matching her glare with his own and not backing down despite how close they were. "What, don't tell me you're one of those stupid ninjas babblin' on 'bout summonin' animals like it's some kinda video game?" he said, purposely putting as much sarcasm as possible into the question.
"Well for your information, I got sedated 'cause I was tryin' ta bust my way out of
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This little stump of a man was a moron in more ways than she could even begin to calculate and the more he spoke, the more he added to the equation, in ever more infuriating ways. Nevermind the bus, but when he attacked her way of ninja, the very reasons she chose to live this life, that was another story entirely.
Sakura had not forgotten their little conversation on the bulletin. And moreso, the fact that words were useless against the idiotic miscreant. Nothing penetrated that thick skull; for heaven's sake, even Naruto could school this bastard in not only the art of ninja, but the basic knowledge too
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Anything else Raphael had been intending to say was abruptly cut off as Pinky jerked her elbow up and caught his jaw hard enough to make him see stars for a moment and taste blood, likely from where his stupid human teeth had cut into the inside of his stupid human mouth. Barely a second later and her foot stomped heavily on his, and Raph was forced to stagger back a couple of steps.
His guard came up automatically now, and he turned his head away to spit out a mix of blood and saliva on the grass before he spoke again. "Fine! You wanna fight? Then let's fight!"
The fact that the nurses would be on them to break things up in moments didn't even occur to him as Raphael charged back in, swinging at the girl's face in the hopes of evening the score a bit.
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Her green eyes narrowed sharply, "what do you want?"
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He glared back at her. "I was comin' over to see what your were doin'," he said. "You talk to everyone like that?"
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"Do you start every conversation like that?" she shrugged. "Anyway, I was just doing some training. Especially after last night, I want to be ready for anything."
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"Last night? You mean after all the zombies?" he sighed and raised a hand to rub the top of his head, but jerked back at the feeling of hair being there instead. Wasn't gonna get used to that in a hurry, that was for sure.
"I kinda slept through those," he admitted. "Go sedated after we tried bustin' out on our own then bustin' some heads. But don't let me stop you if you wanna do some trainin'. Just if you do, make sure you don't get any tips from the dodgy 'ninjas' 'round here. Trust me, you're better off without that kinda help."
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"Yeah. Zombies. Undead. Whatever you want to call them." She wasn't familiar with the term he'd used, but she'd seen it enough on the bulletin today to know what it meant. Must be some kind of shared slang term. Or something.
"Where exactly were you sleeping?" she asked, somewhat incredulous. "They were everywhere." Maybe it was best not to ask, but it was certainly suspicious. Had he been taken back to the institute? But someone had said there'd been zombies even there. So what was the real truth ( ... )
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Zombies he mightn't know much about, but dodgy ninjas? That topic was right up his alley. Raph rolled his shoulders and neck, feeling a couple of joints pop and as he did so.
"Not ninjas," he clarified, "dodgy ninjas. Bunch of 'em 'round here claimin' to need magic or somethin' to be a ninja. Shows what they know. Plus talkin' about 'ninja school', whatever the hell that is. You ask me, they been readin' too many Harry Potter books or somethin'. Probably can't do nothin' in a real fight."
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Up until that moment, she could keep a handle on her temper. If only just. But when this bastard had the nerve to insult not only her way of ninja, but her home and her academy all in one moronic breath of air, something simply snapped.
"You!" she hissed, shoving him on the shoulder and stepping up so she could talk face to face, her green eyes alight with anger. She'd been itching to give the uniformed asshole a piece of her mind anyway, how nice of him to provide her with the opportunity. "You're that punk from the bulletin board!"
"Listen up. For the last time. Chakra? Is NOT MAGIC. It's a skill based on ( ... )
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"What, you think I wanted to miss out on whackin' zombies?" he shot back. "Like I said, I got sedated. It ain't like I had a choice in the matter."
And then Pinky went and exploded on him.
Raph braced himself automatically as she shoved at him, matching her glare with his own and not backing down despite how close they were. "What, don't tell me you're one of those stupid ninjas babblin' on 'bout summonin' animals like it's some kinda video game?" he said, purposely putting as much sarcasm as possible into the question.
"Well for your information, I got sedated 'cause I was tryin' ta bust my way out of ( ... )
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Sakura had not forgotten their little conversation on the bulletin. And moreso, the fact that words were useless against the idiotic miscreant. Nothing penetrated that thick skull; for heaven's sake, even Naruto could school this bastard in not only the art of ninja, but the basic knowledge too ( ... )
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His guard came up automatically now, and he turned his head away to spit out a mix of blood and saliva on the grass before he spoke again. "Fine! You wanna fight? Then let's fight!"
The fact that the nurses would be on them to break things up in moments didn't even occur to him as Raphael charged back in, swinging at the girl's face in the hopes of evening the score a bit.
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