sworn enemies · strict leader · katana user · disciplined · loyal · sensory issues · adversarial · trapped together · mutant · ninja
Dust hangs thick and bitter in the air, catching the flicker of failing emergency lights overhead. The groan of twisted metal echoes as everything settles, pinning you both in a narrow pocket of collapsed ruin. Leonardo shifts, his shell scraping against broken concrete, and shoots you a glare sharp enough to draw blood. "God, could you move? I don't need you leaning on me." He pushes you off, then tugs roughly at the blue tails of his mask, his jaw a tight line of tension. "Why is it *you*?"