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Turtles spam the log comm!

Apr 28, 2010 21:04

Who: Donatello (techoutmystaff)and Leonardo (dual_soulninja) Hamato
Where: Leo's room, Latimir 110+111; more specifically, Donny's head
When: Late at night; forward-dated to early AM hours of Thursday, April 28th (which still counts as Wednesday so there).
Rating: PG-13 for possible blood?
Summary: When Donatello spends the night in Leo's room, he gets a bit more comfort than ( Read more... )

[ tmnt ] leonardo, [ tmnt ] donatello

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dual_soulninja April 29 2010, 01:26:35 UTC

Leo had been in the Astral Plane for nearly four days. It still creeped him the shell out. The turtle was used to the fluctuating energies and the onslaught of 'spirits' as he traveled through it. But that was back on Earth. The Plane he had committed himself to now, was nearly desolate. The 'fog' that drifted around him was colorless, hanging limply in the stale 'air'. Nothing moved, but he could feel the presence of millions that no longer had a physical tie to the world. There was so much anger and despair, it was taking his full abilities to keep the cold clammy feeling away ( ... )

techoutmystaff April 29 2010, 01:44:05 UTC

Donatello's grief was cut short by his dead sibling suddenly sitting up and talking. His hand fell from his eyes. He stared. And stared. And continued staring. Then broke the silence with a shocked scream.

It only lasted a few seconds before he covered his mouth with both hands. A few seconds further, and those hands weren't covering his mouth, but around Leonardo's neck.

"Leo! Leo, you're alive!" Donatello choked out, and there was relief in his voice, but it was hidden by pain; Leo's heart was beating, he was breathing, he was alive. "I-I thought I was the only one lef--"

The turtle stopped dead, then let go of Leonardo to try to inspect his back. "L-Leo! Don't move! Shell, it's a wonder you survived!"

He wouldn't stop moving. This was a dream, and his thoughts were at the forefront, unable to be hidden. There was no reason to hide your true self while you were dreaming.

dual_soulninja April 29 2010, 01:49:28 UTC

"Ow." Leo managed before erking a little at his brother's....very small hands around his throat? No- his throat was bigger...he glanced down at himself despite the fact Don said not to move. It wasn't just his neck that was bigger, but his whole body was. Along with a very torn black trench coat and a scabbard for a single blade? An actual katana...

"Wait- what did I survive?" He blinked his eyes again, but his vision still remained opaque. At least he could see shadows and turned his head to see the black blob that was Donatello. "Donatello, what's going on? You...sound like" Like he'd been crying.

Big brother instincts took over and he shifted to but a large hand on Donny's cheek, "Donny- what's going on, little brother." It was not a question, but a soft demand to get Donny to stop panicking and answer directly.

techoutmystaff April 29 2010, 02:06:47 UTC

Donatello's movements stopped with that too big hand on his cheek. The only thing that moved was his plastron, as he breathed deeply in and out. His heart was beating fast. His dream self accepted that Leonardo didn't know, the confusion over why never surfaced.

"I...." Donatello couldn't say it. "We defeated Shredder."

He closed his eyes to the pain, starting to shake. "I-It's only the two of us. Raph.. Mikey... they didn't--"

He cut himself off and shook his head, not wanting to say more.

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