5th Slice [Voice]

[thepartydude]

Dudes, you will never guess what I found.

(( OOC: Open comment log!  Michelangelo has been "gently urged" by Leonardo to give Raphael a little bit of breathing space, so Mikey raided deck twelve and found himself a skateboard!  He can be found up on the top deck, grinding on the rails and generally being reckless. ))

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[tic_tech_turtle]

Mikey?

...What are you doing?

[thepartydude]

Getting some air, bro.

[Yes, those are the wheels of a skateboard you hear.]

[tic_tech_turtle]

...

Okay.

Okay, I suppose the proper question here isn't where you found a skateboard, but what you think you're doing with it. Where are you?

[he knows his brother's skating habits >8|]

[thepartydude]

What do you think I'm doing?

[That's a really dumb question, Donnie.]

I'm on the top deck, there's some choice ground up here.

[tic_tech_turtle]

Top deck? with the rails and the ocean, and.

[yes that was almost a choke. Possibly a bit of a squeak, too]

Do you know what will happen if you fall?

[that's the sound of Donnie's door slamming shut, Mikey. Big brother is coming.]

[thepartydude]

When do I ever fall, dude?

[Seriously he's only fallen like ... a dozen times. Maybe a little more. THAT MEANS HE'S INVINCIBLE.]

[tic_tech_turtle]

Do you want a list?

[do not underestimate Don's ability to turn those twelve falls into a three hour long rant]

[Also, say hi. That is your brother very suddenly appearing on the deck. Wow, Mikey, he doesn't look happy.]

[thepartydude]

[And there's Mikey, carving around the corner of the mini golf course, flipping the board over twice in a couple of ollies before he notices Don and rolls over, kicking the board up to his hand.]

Hey Don.

[tic_tech_turtle]

[Don crosses his arms. Oh, good, he'd been worried he was going to come up here to find Mike doing crazy stunts on the side of the boat.]

[The Don-is-Disapproving Look is in effect. Countdown to rant on safety measures begins in five...four...three...]

[thepartydude]

[Oh he was, and will be doing them again.

Mike is oblivious -- or pretends to be -- to Don's disapproval.]

Dude, you used to ride all the time, I wanna see you pop some tricks.

[tic_tech_turtle]

[Countdown terminated]

...You want to what? Mikey, I haven't been on a board in...in...

Well, the exact time escapes me.

[it suddenly dawns on Don that his little brother was in a much better mood than he had been the last two days and he falters a bit. Then shakes his head, tone taking on a bit of humor]

...It wouldn't be fair to have spent all that time stagnant only to return and immediately transcend your current abilities - in public, no less.

[thepartydude]

[Mikey beams at him. He feels better than he has in days.]

Pfffft, you wish. I could still beat you with my hands tied behind my shell.

[tic_tech_turtle]

[Haha. Don smiles. He still feels mostly like he's humoring Mikey, and has his doubts about this whole thing, but...well, there may be a bit of the old, friendly competitiveness there, too.]

Uh-huh. Board, please.

[Don cocks an eye ridge and holds his hand out]

[thepartydude]

[How long has it been since Mikey saw Donnie smile like that? Too long, at any rate.

He grins and holds the board out to him, then leans back against the edge of the stairwell to watch.]

[tic_tech_turtle]

[Don takes the board and tests it carefully to get the feeling back. It's really had been awhile since he'd last ridden, he hadn't been lying, but that does not erase nearly seventeen years of constant skateboarding]

[Once he's satisfied, Don kicks it up a notch. Ninja style. Over Mike's head.]

[thepartydude]

[Snickering to himself, Mikey watches Don wobble on the board. There was a time Donnie could have easily trounced Mike's skating skills, but he was so rust--]

Whoa!

[Mikey ducks and covers his head with his hands, totally surprised by the sudden airtime.]