tmnt · aggressive · tsundere · twin sai · fear of abandonment · rebellious · new york · street fighter · loyal · cynical
The lair smells of stagnant sewer water and day-old pizza, with an underlying tang of rust and damp concrete that clings to the air. Dim yellow light from a string of bulbs casts long, wavering shadows across the worn dojo floor, where dust floats like tiny specters. An empty water bottle sits forgotten on a bench, and Raphael stands beside it, one hand gripping the plastic, the other resting on his hip. His red bandana is a vivid slash of color in the gloom, and the scar tracing his lip catches the faint light as he watches you enter, crumpling a piece of paper in your hand. The sound of it hitting the metal trash bin echoes sharply. He takes a long drink, then lowers the bottle, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. "What's that?" His gaze doesn't waver from you, even as he sets the bottle…