Bound with all the weight of the all the words he tried to say....
Who: Leo dual_soulninja and Raph twin_sai_kame, Iji about an hour later ijianomaly
Where: Roofs of the Shopping District
When: Oct. 24th
Rating: PG-13 for Raph language :D
Summary: It's never easy being a leader; it's even harder to be a leader when your team isn't around you. Leo's not dealing well with having Don and Mikey gone and Raph out on his own.
He'd started patrol early this evening, not being able to handle the quiet of the apartment anymore. There was no other sounds, not the dripping of water from pipes, the rush of cars heading past open manholes- not even the soft squeak of mice and rats. It was starting to get to him; at least out in the city there was wind. The slight grunt of monsters and occasional howl of a wolf. The sounds of the people moving around the central part of the city.
It wasn't New York- but it wasn't silent.
He perched carefully on the edge of the rooftops, scanning the area for any sign of movement. It could be a person in trouble, or a person looking for trouble. Even in a dead city, somethings never changed. He closed his eyes for a moment, his guard going up. This place was confusing him too much; it was horrible but...he was starting to get comfortable, to gain a routine. Still, his quiet apartment reminded him that even here he could still fail, even here he'd managed to mess up his family.
Again.
Where: Roofs of the Shopping District
When: Oct. 24th
Rating: PG-13 for Raph language :D
Summary: It's never easy being a leader; it's even harder to be a leader when your team isn't around you. Leo's not dealing well with having Don and Mikey gone and Raph out on his own.
He'd started patrol early this evening, not being able to handle the quiet of the apartment anymore. There was no other sounds, not the dripping of water from pipes, the rush of cars heading past open manholes- not even the soft squeak of mice and rats. It was starting to get to him; at least out in the city there was wind. The slight grunt of monsters and occasional howl of a wolf. The sounds of the people moving around the central part of the city.
It wasn't New York- but it wasn't silent.
He perched carefully on the edge of the rooftops, scanning the area for any sign of movement. It could be a person in trouble, or a person looking for trouble. Even in a dead city, somethings never changed. He closed his eyes for a moment, his guard going up. This place was confusing him too much; it was horrible but...he was starting to get comfortable, to gain a routine. Still, his quiet apartment reminded him that even here he could still fail, even here he'd managed to mess up his family.
Again.