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[catches the ipod]

My real self, huh? You're asking~ for it.

[tucks that ipod away and. COMING AT YA BRO AT A FULL NINJA RUN! HE'S CHUCKING HARD AND

and no wait suddenly dropping a chuck and water balloon in Luke's face because hey. He asked for his real self and HIS REAL SELF at least today IS DOCTOR PRANKENSTIEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!

and that probably helps distract him from the leg sweep that's oncoming]

[He pivots, the sudden grin on his face causing the deep scar to ripple. He side steps ready to strike between the whirling nunh-

KER-SPLASH DIRECT HIT TO THE FACE, the sweep takes him just as easily.

And the sword clatters as he hits the ground. PIZZAS SAILING IN A GENTLE ARC ACROSS THE ROOM.]

[practically BOUNCING off the wall so he can dive and catch the pizza]

FREE MEAL NOOOOOOOOOOO

[.... So.

... ....

He might be trying not to grin as he- without getting up from his prone and puddle filled location - just snags the skateboard from the wall and sends it rolling at the ninja turtle.]

[He does catch the pizza!

he just. also steps onto the skateboard as he does and takes a header. he chooses wisely to save the pizza over his face.

so worth it]

[In the mean time, Luke gets up as the ninja turtle does a neat skid across the floor. Pizza carefully held out of the harm of friction and the five second rule.]

...

I hate to admit, but you might have earned that pizza by now.

Pizza. Is my right.

[sets the stack down delicately]

Ugh.

.. For whatever you actually are. You stay in character pretty well.

[He crouches by the turtles side and takes another slice instead of the whole stack. When WAS the last time he ate? Doesn't matter, it makes it more delicious. He'll have to go back and get more... but this... wasn't a bad delay.

Carnivorous tortoises? Like the ones that guard the Saronic coast? Might be useful.]

I have no idea what you're talking about.

[pulls himself into a sitting position and has himself another slice too]

You never said who you are.

[It... is hard with Michelangelo looking doofily friendly at you to ... you know. Keep up suspicions of man eating tendencies.]

Luke.

How deep does this tunnel system go?

Uh. I don't think I'm suppose to talk about that stuff or Master Splinter is gonna wallop me one.

Look, that's twelve boxes of pizza right there.

One of them loaded.

Two of them with ambrosia garnish.

All I need to know... is there a labrynth down there or not.

Whoa, Labyrinth? I LOVE that movie! The song about the Dance Magic is the best!

The place, slugger. Not the Bowie flick.

Oh.

Uh, no. It's confusing but not THAT bad.

... Shame.

[This would have been a convenient entrance.

Welp. He's got time to finish his pizza anyway. ... And then get back and get more. Before some of the nastier things on the boat start considering demigods as a nutritious alternative.]

So... you defend this area?

It's my home.

[said as though that explains it all. And it kinda does]

[That's... a little bittersweet.]

Fine. I'll be out of your h... shell, I guess. In just a few. I'm taking two of those though.

[A gesture towards the pizza.]

The dragon is really NOT going to wait for me to get another set.

Not the Purple Dragons, right? Those guys are jerks.

Well. This one IS from New York. Only one, definitely more scaly.

.................did one of them get mutated?

....

He's got ten heads.

And poison fangs. Pretty impressive.

Is it the tall guy? Was it the tall guy??

Couldn't tell you. I'm sure someone could ask, but I have a bit of a problem with dragons, myself.

Really? Purple Dragons are kinda small fries.

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