Who: Okami Amaterasu, Donatello What: The two characters both arrive at Paradisa. When: Some time tomorrow, mid-day. Where: Ammy's room briefly, courtyard mostly. Rating: PG
Bo tucked safely across his back, Donatello grumbled slightly as he climbed up the ladder, out of the sewer. With April gone in Central America, Casey often grew bored and spent more time with the turtles. Take tonight, for example. Tonight is supposedly movie night. Unfortunately, movie night can't start until everybody was present. Which Raphael wasn't
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"Oni!" came the tiny, yet impossibly loud, voice from behind Shiranui's ears. Issun bounced twice, pointing at some creature to the right, and then fell silent once again.
The white wolf cocked her head to the side and glanced in that direction. Sure enough, there was a turtle-like humanoid that certainly looked like it could be an Oni.
Shiranui sniffed the air. It almost smelled like an Oni, too, but not quite. Besides, it didn't seem to have that certain Oni aura, that certain... evilness.
Curious, the wolf moved closer to the giant turtle, sniffing the air as she moved. She walked right up to it and sat down in front of it. It was definitely not an Oni.
Donatello started slightly at the poke; for a brief second he thought a human might have seen him. "Oh, you scared me," he breathed a small sigh of relief. Odd looking wolf, he thought. Pretty, but odd.
Crouching down to get eye level with the creature, Donnie reached out and began to scratch it behind one ear. "I don't suppose you know what's happening here, do you?" he absentmindedly asked the wolf, looking down at the ground in hopes of spotting any trace of a NYC manhole cover.
Ammy's head cocked to the side in both curiosity at the creature and in pleasure at the stritch. Her half lidded eyes stared peacefully into his before moving to something moving off to the left.
"Careful there, bub!" a tiny voice said from somewhere near the three-fingered hand scratching Ammy's head.
Jerking his hand back in surprise, Donatello was thrown off balance and ended up sitting down on the ground. "Wha?" was the first, not-so-intelligent thing that popped out of his mouth.
Ammy cocked her head to the side and stared at the turtle-man curiously. Something small hopped once near her ear and then a voice said, "I said, 'watch it, bub!' As in, watch where you're scratching furball here! You almost squished me!"
Again something bounced once on Ammy's head before ducking back into the fur. The next time the small, maybe insect-looking little creature bounced it was on Ammy's nose as she lifted her head slightly to peer at the 'bug.' It continued to bounce excitedly now as it talked.
"Hey, mister!" Issun called out. "What are you anyway? Ammy here doesn't seem to think you're an Oni. But what, then, are you?"
Blinking at the small, bouncing insect, Donatello answer sounded a bit distracted. "Uh, I'm a turtle. When my brothers and I were babies, we fell into this ooze that mutated us."
"Mutated?" Issun exclaimed. "Well that doesn't sound fun." He stopped bouncing for a moment and Ammy swiveled her head from side to side as if looking for something.
"Hey, mister! Are you lost?" the bouncing bug asked.
Ammy glanced from side to side again. She looked up at the turtle-man and tilted her head to the side.
"I don't know either," Issun said, now bouncing frantically, just realizing their plight. "Furball! Where have you gotten us to now?"
A second passed as if he were listening to something, and then the bug managed to calm down. He bounced once and settled into the white fur. "Ammy doesn't seem to know, either. That's odd."
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The white wolf cocked her head to the side and glanced in that direction. Sure enough, there was a turtle-like humanoid that certainly looked like it could be an Oni.
Shiranui sniffed the air. It almost smelled like an Oni, too, but not quite. Besides, it didn't seem to have that certain Oni aura, that certain... evilness.
Curious, the wolf moved closer to the giant turtle, sniffing the air as she moved. She walked right up to it and sat down in front of it. It was definitely not an Oni.
She whined once and prodded it with her nose.
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Crouching down to get eye level with the creature, Donnie reached out and began to scratch it behind one ear. "I don't suppose you know what's happening here, do you?" he absentmindedly asked the wolf, looking down at the ground in hopes of spotting any trace of a NYC manhole cover.
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"Careful there, bub!" a tiny voice said from somewhere near the three-fingered hand scratching Ammy's head.
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Again something bounced once on Ammy's head before ducking back into the fur. The next time the small, maybe insect-looking little creature bounced it was on Ammy's nose as she lifted her head slightly to peer at the 'bug.' It continued to bounce excitedly now as it talked.
"Hey, mister!" Issun called out. "What are you anyway? Ammy here doesn't seem to think you're an Oni. But what, then, are you?"
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"Hey, mister! Are you lost?" the bouncing bug asked.
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"Ah, I suppose I am. Do you, ah, either of you," Donatello amended as he stood up, "know where we are?"
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Ammy glanced from side to side again. She looked up at the turtle-man and tilted her head to the side.
"I don't know either," Issun said, now bouncing frantically, just realizing their plight. "Furball! Where have you gotten us to now?"
A second passed as if he were listening to something, and then the bug managed to calm down. He bounced once and settled into the white fur. "Ammy doesn't seem to know, either. That's odd."
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