what happens when mun marathons an entire season in 2 days

[dissonantblade]

Well, it's about time this place saw some real action.  I was almost starting to get bored.

Come on, mun.  Let's see what you've got.




(*note: possible spoilers through ep 26 in comments, but maybe not?)

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[michaeljangelo]

You should convince your Mun to play at Tu_Shanshu.
You should.
It'd be awesome.
Totally awesome.
Awesome in a big way.

...

And I'm not just saying this because I'd be really entertained by watching my cousin squirm.

[dissonantblade]

[To her credit, Karai manages to keep her reaction to a subtle clenching of the fists and not-so-subtle eyebrow raise. This was...not the reaction she would have expecting coming from a Turtle.]

Subtle.

[She even sends a faint smirk his way.]

It's not often I get invited to meet the family on the first date. Who's your 'cousin'?

[michaeljangelo]

Leonardo. 'Bout yay tall.

[Mike indicates a height that's bigger than he is.]

Blue mask. Twin katana. Adorable in an eager puppy kind of way.

[dissonantblade]

[...Leo...]

I thought you lot were brothers, not cousins.

[michaeljangelo]

We are, unless we aren't.

...

Okay, I didn't mean for that to be nearly as cryptic as it came out. Let's try this a different way. What do you think my name is.

[Given the red bandanna he's wearing, Mike's fully expecting to be named Raph. Though...he sounds nothing like Raph what so ever...and more like...Robbie Rist.]

[dissonantblade]

Oh. Right. Because that explains everything.

[She wasn't stupid enough to be fooled by the color of a mask. This Turtle...whoever he was...wasn't the Brother she was thinking of. For one, he was being nice to her, not hurling one of his oh-so-delightful insults and death glares her way.]

[Frankly, she was starting to miss the glares.]

I don't know. Monet? Picasso? Larry?

Stop me if I'm getting close.

[michaeljangelo]

[His face breaks into a huge smile.]

...I really like Larry! I've always thought myself more of a Curley guys, but Larry'll work in a pinch.

I've got to admit, I was expecting you to call me Raph, but no. I'm Mike. Short for Michaelangelo.

[dissonantblade]

I'm just full of all kinds of surprises.

['And so are you, apparently' Not that she would admit such a thing aloud. Ever.]

So what's with the undercover look? I heard Orange was the new Black, but I didn't realize that meant Red was the new Orange.

[michaeljangelo]

[It's for the best, telling Mike he's full of surprises only encourages him.]

More like Orange is the new Red. And at the risk of getting pedantic, Blue is the new red, and Purple is the new Red.

[zorastergirl]

Heh...I like your style!

[dissonantblade]

[Nice hair.]

Thanks. I'm pretty fond of it myself.

[zorastergirl]

So many people are always like "Why would you want to do that? That's bad! That's wrong!" From what I've heard of you, you seem to be one of the people that knows how to answer that question correctly.

[dissonantblade]

...because that's what makes it so much fun?

[zorastergirl]

Ding-ding! We have a winner! [High-five!]

[dissonantblade]

[/hi5]

So, do I get a name to go with the compliments--which, by the way, feel free to keep 'em coming--or am I going to be forced to guess yours, too?

[zorastergirl]

The name's Charmcaster. And as I said, I've heard of you so I know you're Karai.

By the way, aside from life philosophy, there is one other thing we have in common, although it isn't quite as fun to talk about.

[dissonantblade]

I didn't know I was so famous.

[She leans against a nearby wall, casually crossing her arms across her chest.]

Yeah? What is it?

Leo comes from mid-explosion during "The Alien Agenda" and has NOT heard any post-canon info 8Db

[anything_it_takes]

My player thinks she wants you over at Tu Shanshu.

I disagree. Stay out of Keeliai - or you and I, we're going to have a problem. Clear?

well. this oughta be fun, then.... >_>

[dissonantblade]

[Karai's whole body visibly tensed when she heard that voice. The last person she both did and didn't want to see. Her fingers slowly came to a rise over her shoulder, loosely wrapping themselves around her ninjato hilt. She didn't attack...yet...but when the inevitable between them occurred, she would be ready.]

We already have a problem, Leo.

You've got a lot of nerve showing your face right now.

I think you mean *awesome.*

[anything_it_takes]

[Leo's hands tense, but he doesn't want to exacerbate the tense situation - hornet's nest, etcetera - so unless she actually draws steel, his dual katana will remain where they are, his reflexes his primary defense. Fast as Karai is, he's got enough clearance to draw and block if she rushes him, and intends on keeping it that way.]

She insisted. Don't expect the welcome mat.

[GRUMPY. He's here under protest.

But this is weird. Karai was still friendly – still outright toying with him – the last time he saw her. Now she's aggressive, bitter. Despite himself, and despite the warning of his dimensional twin, he wonders at the change.]

I've got nerve? You're the one who made a monster and left us to take care of your mess! [His eyes narrow into hard-edged slits.]

I guess you're not pretending anymore, huh.

right. my mistake.

[dissonantblade]

And you followed your orders like a good little turtle. How predictable.

[There was a heavy emphasis on the word 'good', however, as if she were mocking the notion that he really was. A stark contrast from the attitude she used to carry.]

[If there were any traces of surprise to Leo's mentioning of something that, for her, had happened so long ago, she hid them well. It was, perhaps, one of many not-quite double-crosses, sure, but the events inside the ship seemed to pale in comparison to all that had happened since. His hostility? Yeah, okay, she could think of one or two reasons why he'd be looking at her like that. Again. But there were so many more shining examples of her ruthlessness he could've gone with.]

Living in the past, I see.

Though, for the record, I don't pretend. Never have.

well they are awfully similar, i mean who's never made that mistake.

[anything_it_takes]

[Leo's jaw tightens when she calls him a good little turtle, but he doesn't have a comeback because it's pretty much true. He reads her sarcasm as disdain, and it still grates. But he would rather be a good little turtle then fail his brothers and let them get hurt because he wasn't where he ought to have been.

Even though none of his brothers are with him now, and he defers leadership to the alternate version of himself who has an additional three years experience, he's also an integral part of their mismatched group. As for doing what his mun says, well, it comes with the gig.

Living in the past? Not so far past for him, technically it's still his present, and he knows he'll be zapped straight back there the moment he disappears from Tu Shanshu. And even though he knows she might come from his future, he won't profess a lack of knowledge if he can help it. His ignorance is her advantage, and the less she knows about what he doesn't know, the better.]

You know what they say about the past. I have no intention of repeating it.

[Yet so help him, Leo believes her when she says she didn't pretend. His instincts say she's telling the truth, and he's always followed them. But the last time he mistook sincerity for trustworthiness, his entire team almost paid the ultimate price. And whether she means it or not, the gouge in his double's shell remains a stark warning of what can happen. It wasn't his Karai, but for all he knows that could be him in three years.

Leo does wish things were different; regret is tempered by doubt and his voice softens around the edges with regret.]

Even if I could believe you [and I do], it wouldn't change anything. You work for the Shredder. [He can't afford to let anything else matter.]

[dissonantblade]

You knew what you were getting into on Day One. [Give or take] Way I recall, I was always pretty open about that.

[If nothing else, she prided herself on the Truth. Bending and twisting it, at times, and it was fair to say that she had moments where she simply changed her mind...but never once did she outright lie to him.]

[Not like he'd lied to her.]

[Hand still on the hilt, she casually began to circle him. Her eyes flashed with annoyance, though in a certain light, he might have also been able to catch traces of anger...and hurt. It was gone soon enough, though. A true kunoichi kept her emotions in check when facing the enemy.]

So what now?

[anything_it_takes]

[Leo allows a small huff when she points out her forthright statements. She DID say she was bad news. She DID say she was going to destroy them, that she had no problem with Shredder's vendetta. He had just... believed in something more than her words, in the ninjatō thrown near rather than at his head, in her sparing a near-blinded opponent, in her invitation to to forget the fighting one night and do something 'fun' (wrong, but undeniably tempting).

But.]

I don't repeat my mistakes.

[Now she's visibly preparing for combat, not just on alert. He can't afford to be any less ready than the kunoichi, and preferably he should be ahead of the game. Leo circles counterclockwise, maintaining distance…

Reluctantly, he draws one blade for a diagonal guard.]

I guess that's up to you. You don't bother us, we won't bother you. [He really, really doesn't want to bring this vendetta to Keeliai. So far he has no overt enemies, and he doesn't want to return to actively watching his back every time he goes out.

His player is of course another matter; she usually is.]

[dissonantblade]

[She could have laughed, had she felt any lingering sense of humor. He doesn't repeat his mistakes? That's all he ever did when it came to her. And, time after time, he kept coming back. Like he couldn't help himself.]

[The worst part was that Karai had to admit to herself...she couldn't either. She could have left. Disappeared into the night once more. But she was here. Now. Ready to engage him in that familiar dance they'd started how long ago now? She hated his guts, but she still admired his talent. One of the best challenges she'd ever had.]

Nice speech. One problem, though.

You're already bothering me.

['Bother' may have seemed a weak term for what she felt at that moment, but there was nothing weak about the moment she unsheathed her ninjato, coming in for a powerful strike. Holding nothing back.]

[Because she couldn't help herself.]