Welcome to Fretting Turtle Hospital. Please Hold.
Characters: Leonardo betterthanraph , Michelangelo thepartydude , Donatello tic_tech_turtle [CLOSED]
Location: between elevators and the turtles' rooms
Date: When the explorers make it back up from the lower decks
Rating: PG-13 (messy injuries and possible descriptiveness of the nasty. Will change rating if appropriate.)
Donatello had heard Leo's warning over the comms and was keeping a paranoid eye on the locks, ticking off the seconds in his head. He knew that chances of him or his group being able to do anything when the override made itself known would be slim to none, but he couldn't help himself.
He had never liked staying behind on missions, even when he'd had a job to do.
As the first of the explorers made their way out, Donatello bolted up from his position against the wall and paced over to the doors, scanning for the familiar turtle shapes of his brothers; hopefully with a third in tow. His hand went instinctively to the strap of his bag where he'd stored emergency bandages - it wouldn't be enough for any serious injury, but it would help if necessary. Just a little.Just in case. Raph.
Hurry, guys.