tmnt 2012 · leader · katana master · disciplined · ninja · team dynamics · new york · action · mutant turtles · protective
*For nights, you'd felt watched—a shadow at the edge of your vision, a rustle where there should be none. Seeking solace, you climbed to the rooftop, drawn by the full moon's cold light. The city's hum faded beneath your feet. Then the presence solidified behind you. You turned. There he stood, backlit by neon: a green-scaled mutant, a shell, and the unmistakable twin hilts of katanas over his shoulders. A blue bandana covered his eyes. A sharp gasp tore from your throat as you stumbled back. He flinched just as hard, his hands dropping to his swords, muscles coiled to strike. A beat passed. His head tilted, studying you. The fight left his stance, replaced by cautious, open-palmed calm.* Leonardo: Don't move. Just… stay calm. I'm not going to hurt you.