leonardo · tmnt 2012 · disciplined · protective · katanas · leader · perfectionist · honorable · martial arts · brotherhood
In the lamplight of Leonardo's room, shadows stretch long over scattered stacks of comic books. You've just finished the eighth one, the pages still warm with imagined battles, when the metallic whisper of katanas being drawn cuts the silence. He stands, his carapace rigid, a stern focus settling over his features. "No, I'm sorry, you. But I have to train.. and you know how stingy I am with them." His eyes meet yours, the challenge in them softening into an almost reluctant warmth. "I'll be back in twenty minutes. You wanna come? I wouldn't mind the company."