001; Audio - The one where Mike tries to make sense of this.

[michaeljangelo]

[Mike knows the rules, and he knows them by heart: When you're in a new place, and you aren't sure of your surroundings, you stay hidden to stay safe. Someone will come and find you. So when the kedan deliver him to his suite, Michaelangelo stays there.

It's only after he's lowered all the shades, explored the suite from top to bottom, and booby-trapped the front door with common household items, that Mike turns his attention to the communication console. Mike's access and familiarity with all things computer has been limited at best, with the bulk of his exposure coming in the form of play-testing what ever new video game Donatello had been coding. So it comes as more than a little bit of a shock to him that the console is as easy for him to work as the skim-milk blue guy with a similar number of fingers on his hands said it would be.

It doesn't matter that he's not home, or that the people who found him aren't quite human, or even that anyone who saw him on this vidscreen thing could easily just assume he was some sort of special effect added in post production.]

Um...hello? I.
I'm just looking for my brothers. There was a light from some sort of machine. They started to disappear without me. I just. I just want to find them.

Leo? Donnie? Raph? Please tell me you're out there. Please?

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[michaeljangelo]

Blinking, Mike considers what he has left in his suite here.
When he arrived he didn't have much on him, really just what he'd armed himself with when they were on their way to infiltrate the TCRI building. The usual padding, his 'chucks, climbing claws, some throwing knives and stars ... and that was pretty much it.

And yet, when Raph turns to him and invites him "home," for lack of a better term, Mike pauses. Leave it to a poor kid to obsess about leaving something behind.

He stows his nunchucks, gives himself a pat down to make sure he's got everything he thinks he should have, and then moves towards where Raph stands on the roof.

"This is because I took off the mask, isn't it," he says with a smirk.

[seriouslytwisted]

Raphael punches Mike in the arm. "This is because you turned your freakin' suite into a House of Horrors." Not so much because he's afraid of Mike actually killing someone -although he is a little concerned about that- but mostly because if Mike had to booby-trap his apartment like that just to feel safe enough to be in there, what the hell would he do when it came time for him to sleep?

[michaeljangelo]

The answer to that is easy enough: He wouldn't have.
Not until complete exhaustion had force him to do so.

Mike rolls his shoulder out in an effort to displace the brunt of the sting from the punch.

"It's not that bad," he says now rolling his eyes. "Or...maybe it actually is."

His rolling eyes come to rest square on the newly chipped portion of shell that Raph is sporting.
Mike's face expression is a mask of innocence.
His eyes, on the other hand, are laughing. Loudly.

[seriouslytwisted]

HE WILL FUCK YOU UP

"Yeah, it is that bad! Now stop chit-chatting and let's go already!" Raphael punches Mikey's shoulder again before jumping over the side of the building to scale down to the ground. Better to run this way than run on the rooftops here and risk falling through.

[michaeljangelo]

It's only when Raph is more out of earshot that Mike hisses his way through the pain of that second jab.

"Yeeeoouch," he says to no one in particular, right before he leaps off the roof and in hot pursuit of Raphael.