[No voice post of Mike getting snatched; just a yelp and some classic fighting-sounds on the roof of the apartment complex before silence falls again. His nunchaku are left up there though.]
[Action | Voice]thesevencodesMarch 7 2010, 04:05:04 UTC
[When Leonardo hears the noise from his apartment room, he made the decision to investigate. He never could have imagined that he would find his brother's weapons on the roof. The journal slips from his hand, but he hardly notices, an icy fire trembling in his stomach. It begins recording on its own. ]...Mikey? [Silence. Footsteps fly past the screen.] Michelangelo! This isn't -
[A spike in breathing, and Leonardo stumbles across the view once more. A quiet, confused sound breaks from his throat and he sinks to his knees, lone nunchaku clasped in his hands. His voice is someplace far away.]
[He hears Leo leaving the apartment. He hears the panic in his voice. A rush of fear swells over him like fire and he's bolting up the stairs to the roof fueled on pure adrenaline alone.
He barrels through the door and comes to a halt in the outside air. Blinks once, twice, through the pounding in his skull at Leo. Leo, looking broken, cradling one of Mikey's nunchaku. His voice catches in his throat.]
[A yelp is all he needs; his body is moving before his brain has even figured out what that sound was. And then he's on the roof, having one of those horrible moments when he knows something awful has happened to one of his brothers.
[His brothers. His head lifts foggily and there's wool in his mouth. One. Two. Two brothers, when there should be three. The nunchaku grips are warm in his hands from where Michelangelo gripped them last. And then, the information gained from spilling over the guide night after night explodes in his brain.]
He was...kidnapped. [The words are a trigger in him. Something familiar (push it away, a voice softened by age says, but he grasps it tighter and pulls himself in) rises up in his chest and spreads through his body like wildfire; he pitches forward and slams the nuchaku into the concrete, a flaring inferno in his lungs.]
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[A spike in breathing, and Leonardo stumbles across the view once more. A quiet, confused sound breaks from his throat and he sinks to his knees, lone nunchaku clasped in his hands. His voice is someplace far away.]
This...?
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He barrels through the door and comes to a halt in the outside air. Blinks once, twice, through the pounding in his skull at Leo. Leo, looking broken, cradling one of Mikey's nunchaku. His voice catches in his throat.]
H-he's...
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... He has these moments far too often.]
... Mikey?
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He was...kidnapped. [The words are a trigger in him. Something familiar (push it away, a voice softened by age says, but he grasps it tighter and pulls himself in) rises up in his chest and spreads through his body like wildfire; he pitches forward and slams the nuchaku into the concrete, a flaring inferno in his lungs.]
No!
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