New Comic Day [OTA, Tag to Family]

[theniceturtle]

For the better part of the last two weeks Mike has been living and breathing comics in a way that he's never done so before. He hasn't been this on top of his game since...well...sort of never, actually

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[amy_igrewup]

Amy has definitely missed a few New Comic Days recently. She would say it was because she had a lot of jobs with Veronica going on, but those weren't taking up that much of her time.

She entered the comic shop, admiring the new displays in the front windows before spotting Mike.

"Hey!" Amy couldn't help but smile.

[theniceturtle]

Mike looks up from his forays into font reproduction and grins at the sight of Amy. "Well hullo there, what can we do you for?"

[amy_igrewup]

"Just thought I'd stop by and visit. How are things?" She came over closer to see what he was doing.

[theniceturtle]

The best way to describe what Mike is doing is blowing up fonts by hand. There's a sample of text cobbled together from various magazine snippets taped to a piece of paper, and Mike is using them as a guide to free-hand the same shaped letters onto a large piece of poster board.

It's something he could have done far easier on a computer, if he knew how to run a program like Photoshop.

"Well you certainly picked the best day to do so."
He's not kidding, this place is a madhouse.

[theniceturtle]

It's easy to miss Mike in the comic book store. Not only does he tend to blend really well with the ridiculous, but he's also no where near tall enough to be seen over the tops of the maze of bookshelves.

At the moment he's towards the back of the store doing some finishing touches on a couple of life sized, hand-drawn, cardboard cut outs of various heroes and villains. They...they're actually quite good, all things considered.

He hears Raph call his name and doesn't move or even look up. He just keeps on working.

[theniceturtle]

"Thanks," is his non-committal response. His non-committal, still lacking in eye-contact, response.

Well, to the outside observer it just looks as though he's hyperfocused on what he's doing, but...Raph's hardly the outside observer, and Mike knows it. There isn't a person alive who knows him better than Raph. Not even Splinter. So while he could shrug off the curious with tales of there just not being enough time, or enough paper, to undertake a project like this one back home...he knows this tactic isn't likely to work on Raph.