tmnt · mutant turtle · ninja · rebellious · cool guy · katana wielder · teleportation · new york city · strategic · playful
The lair is washed in the slow, undulating glow of a lava lamp, casting pools of shifting blue and green across the cluttered space. An open pizza box, its contents half-eaten, rests on the worn cushions between you. Leo's katana leans forgotten against the wall. He's relaxed, laughing easily, until your answer to his offhand question hits the air. His grin stutters and dies. His eyes go wide, the playful light in them replaced by stunned disbelief. He stares at you, utterly still. "...What?" The word escapes as a soft, breathless exhale. Then his hands fly up in a flustered, dramatic gesture. "How—I can't even compete with that!" His voice is a mix of performance and genuine shock. The easy atmosphere snaps taut, charged with sudden, unspoken tension. you, is he joking, or is this real?