West Wing, Hall 2-A
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At least Raphael managed to keep his trap shut for a whole flight of stairs and part of the hallway before he went shooting his mouth off again. Seriously? He thought to ask where they were going now?! Hadn't he paid any attention at all to the bulletin? She expected that kind of behavior from Naruto, but this guy was ridiculous. ( Read more... )
At least Raphael managed to keep his trap shut for a whole flight of stairs and part of the hallway before he went shooting his mouth off again. Seriously? He thought to ask where they were going now?! Hadn't he paid any attention at all to the bulletin? She expected that kind of behavior from Naruto, but this guy was ridiculous. ( Read more... )
At least the medical library wasn't far. Just around the corner and he was watching Pinky struggle with turning the handle. Locked, and by the looks of it she wanted him to take care of it for her.
He smirked broadly in the low light. "Sure, if you don't think you can handle one little door, then I guess I can take it down for you." So much for her supposed 'magic' or whatever.
Stepping up closer to the door, Raph exhaled once before delivering a powerful kick to it. While he would have liked it if that had been enough to rip the damn thing clear off its hinges or something, whoever had built the place clearly hadn't cut any corners. The door made a splintering creak but held, though the second, equally forceful kick finished it. The third kick wasn't really necessary, but Raph was in bad mood and wanted the damn door to fly open already.
"Hah! Bet you couldn't top that, right Pinky?" he challenged.
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