[RL -The living room-]
Leonardo's fingers trailed over the cold glass, a frown seemingly painted on his lips as he eyed the form of what use to be his brother. Donatello lay with his shell pressed against the glass container, his cheek pressing up tightly on the glass, smuding the smooth surface.
The blue masked turtle pulled his hand away his expression unreadable as he listened to the dull quiet of the lair, the usual expected sounds lacking, it seemed dead in here.
It made his stomach knot, eyes narrowing only slightly falling back into his thoughts. Caculating just how painfully he could hurt Bishop, the thought quickly dashed knowing if Leatherhead didn't find a cure Don might be stuck like this...
((OOC: CS, with all of Leo and Raph's talking you can jump in and have Don wake up, roar like crazy and inwardly angst while doing so if yee wish. R & L will both be talking a decent amount, feel free to scare the living crap out of them XD))
The blue masked turtle pulled his hand away his expression unreadable as he listened to the dull quiet of the lair, the usual expected sounds lacking, it seemed dead in here.
It made his stomach knot, eyes narrowing only slightly falling back into his thoughts. Caculating just how painfully he could hurt Bishop, the thought quickly dashed knowing if Leatherhead didn't find a cure Don might be stuck like this...
((OOC: CS, with all of Leo and Raph's talking you can jump in and have Don wake up, roar like crazy and inwardly angst while doing so if yee wish. R & L will both be talking a decent amount, feel free to scare the living crap out of them XD))