Rpg: Funny how things work out
 

“Anata wa no namae wa nan desu ka?”
Sleepily, Randi opened one eye and stared at her ‘sensei’, “…Eh?”
“Anata wa no namae wa nan desu ka!”
“Oh… uh…”
“A-na-ta wa no na-ma-e wa Nan de-su ka!”
“Anata—no, wait—Watashi wa no namae wa Grei desu. Where are we anyways?”
“Well, if you hadn’t been sleeping,” The 'Sensei' replied, “the past two hours you would know.”
“Hey, I need to sleep some times ya know…”
“And yet you never sleep when it is convenient.”
“Yes I do, Li-san, just not when it’s convenient to you.” Randi quickly replied, “Now where are we?”
“Manhattan.”
“New York?” Grey looked a bit started.
“No. Texas.” Li replied drolly.
“…Har… har… har… what are we doing here?”
“We’ll be living here.” She answered.
“For how long?”
“For however long it takes, Miranda.”
“Well if this just isn’t the bee’s knees.” Randi muttered, her voice dripping with sarcasm.

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Real Name: Tzipporah, Hanaru Li
Alias: The Collector
Race: Human/demi-immortal
Age: 2,009 (looks 20)
Gender: female
Skin: tan
Hair: brown/black
Eyes: dark brown/glowing red
Height: 5’5”
History: You’ll find out soon enough and then you’ll wish you didn’t know.
Other: Has a tendency to sprout red demonic wings, a pair of small black horns in her forehead and grow a nice set of fangs.


Real Name: Miranda Ann Tezlof
Nickname: Randi
Alias: Greysight
Race: Mutant Turtle
Age: 19
Gender: female
Skin: pale jade green
Hair: none!
Eyes: right-pale blue/left-blood red
Height: 4’11”
History: Conspiracies like no other!
Other: Watch out for flying objects.

((This is the only rpg that I can find a way of actually getting into seeing as the others are already so far along... now can you answer a few questions before I begin? Really? Thanks!
What time is it?
Where in Manhattan are they?
Do either of them know anyone in New York?
Do either of them have any clue about the TMNT yet?
And lastly, what's with the 'other' section of your bios? Sounds more like warnings to me. :P ))

((Its dark out, so after 5:30 pm; Hanaru has business parteners on wall street; Sandra might, Randi wouldn't have a clue; and lastly, more or less, yes.))

ill jump in...
 

A shadowy figure was out in Manhattan this clear night. A cool, brisk breeze wafted amongst the high buildings overlooking Manhattan's now mostly dead streets. A full moon shone overhead, giving the night a sort of eerie aura to it. The figure quickly and silently leapt from building to building with ease. He was little more than a blur.

"Damn, I really enjoy nights like these," Michelangelo said to himself, as he catapaulted his reptilian body to the next building. "So nice, so serene..... sure wish they could all be like this."

He handspringed over a chimney and continued his training run. A particularly high builing loomed ahead. Mike grinned and picked up his speed, running at nearly a break-neck rate. He made an incredible leap easily sailing fifteen feet through the air......

Unforunately, it was not enough. His body was going to hit the side of the building about twenty feet below the top.....

"Hah!" Mike yelled out loud as he straightened his feet toward the building and deftly used the momentum to take five huge steps UP the side of the wall and the sprung up and out towards the top. He caught the ledge with his left hand, and vaulted his body overhead. The entire process took place in less than five seconds.

Feeling confident at overcoming this minor challenge, Mike heartily yelled out:

"Buildings of Manhattan, BEWARE!! You are no match for the great MICHELANGELO!!"

He began to snicker to himself...."Gee, I hope nobody heard that."

Continuing his training run, Mike mused to himself, "Nothing beats a good exercise run, I feel so free, so alive...... well, nothing that is, except handing Raph his ass on a silver platter when we spar!! Hah!"

"Mmmmmm, I love nights like these." Mike looked up at the full moon. It had an almost forboding visage. "Hmmm.... but, why do I feel like somethin's gonna happen? Like the calm before the storm??"

"Eh..." Mike shrugged off his premonition, tightened his dark red headband, and continued on his way, thoroughly enjoying the remainder of his training run, completely unaware of the event that would soon transpire.

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Name: Michelangelo
Nicknames: Mike, Mikey, Michael
Race: Mutant Turtle
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Skin: Dark green
Hair: None
Eyes: Black
Height: 5'4"
Weight: 200 lbs.
History: Read Mirage comics, genius.
Other: Outstanding attributes are Physical Prowess (24 in Palladium rpg) and Mental Affinity (19 in Palladium rpg). Has developed some 'psychic' abilities due to ninjutsu training.

Instead of the homely apartment that she was expecting, Randi soon found herself standing in the middle of a handsomely decorated Loft. “I knew you were rich, Li, but this is ridiculous.” It made her wish that she wasn’t color blind, she was sure the place was full of assorted colors.
“Humph, if you want, I’m sure I can find a nice cozy place in the sewers for you.”
“Eh? What do’ya mean?”
“Never mind.” Li replied, “Earn your keep and help me bring in the stuff.”
Randi furrowed her eye-ridges and put on her black fedora and Reverend Coat. “Fine…” She growled. ‘Why did I agree to come here again?’

They had been nearly done with moving the belongings when Randi heard the strangest thing: "Buildings of Manhattan, BEWARE!! You are no match for the great MICHELANGELO!!"
“Hear that?”
“Yes, its nothing.” The woman replied, lifting up the last box, “Just your average New Yorker.”
‘Average… right…’ Randi thought.'Like anything in New York is average.'
“Hey, Li, is that the last box?”
Li eyed her suspiciously, “Yes, why?”
“BYE!!!” Randi cried as she ran off towards where she had heard the voice.
“MIRANDA TEZLOF WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU’RE GOING?!”
“OUT! I’LL BE BACK LATER!” Came the reply.
Li watched the girl run off, the usual emotionless expression on her face. “Tch! Kids.” She then carried the last box inside.

She climbed up to the top of a fire escape and onto a particularly empty roof, wondering where she should go next.

Mike
 

Mike stood perched high up on a water tower, overlooking Manhattan's streets. "Hmm, nice view."

"Eh?" Mike felt someone coming rather close to his position.

"Oh great," he mused to himself. "Me and my big mouth."

Michelangelo dropped down into a shadowed area beneath the water tower, and crouched down in anticipation of the arrival of the intruder. He calmy held his right hand by his trusty nunchaku. "Here we go..."

Enter: Greysight
 

It was a long jump to the tower, but she was sure she could make it... with a little help. Knowing full well she couldn't jump high enough or far enough, she took a running start and leapt off the edge.
She seemed to pause mid-air, her long black reverend coat flailing out as she landed softly at the edge of the water tower. 'I'm going to regret not bringing my dagger'. She thought as she slowly began to scout the area via psychic abilities. 'All bets!' She imitated the naisely voice of an old booky she knew back home ' Who is the mystery person? Good? Bad? Or just some drunk idiot? Or maybe or heroine has pulled another spoof!' She frowned, side stepping away from Mike's position; no there was definately some one here...

Mike
 

"Dammit," Mike said to himself. "Whoever this is is tryin' to get inside my mind."

He closed his eyes for a second and began to focus his breathing in a rhythmic, harmonious manner. He clasped his right palm over his clenched left fist, invoking the Ongyo-in seal of invisibility.

"Mushin, mind like water," Mike began murmuring to himself.

After completing the invocation, he stealthily made his way to Miranda's postion, attempting to avoid detection.

Re: Mike
 

"I know you're here." She calmly said, finding it best not to attempt telepathy.

Mikes attempt had indeed worked, but not in the way that he might have liked; by causing Randi to loose conection with him for even a second, he was more or less yelling 'I'm coming' to her. Randi did not feel like being snuck up on.

Scowling, Randi narrowed her multicolored eyes as she felt for his presence; she could feel him, but not pinpoint him... No! She was not going to let this happen, she was one of--is the--most powerful psychic known on the Islands!

She took another sidestep away from Mike's general location and turned to face him. "I'm unarmed, you know." She muttered, keeping her fedora low. No need to show her true form.

Mike
 

"Why are you following me?" Mike asked calmly, his position cloaked in the shadows. Luckily, among the other skills Splinter had included in their ninjutsu training, he had been taught practical ventriloquism. It would be exceedingly difficult for the intruder to pinpoint his location when he could throw his voice.

Silence.....

"You maybe unarmed as you claim," Mike continued with his ventriloquist act, "but we both know you have had some serious training and I doubt you're entirely helpless. No offense, but I ain't one prone to take chances."

Silence.....

"I'll ask again: why are you following me?"

Re: Mike
 

"Tch." She clicked her tongue and dropped down to a lotus position, resting her head in one hand. "Wasn't following you really." She muttered, "Heard some one yell out, used it as an exscuse to get out of work--didn't even know you were here until I got to this roof."

There was a pause.

"You know a lot of the tricks of the trade, don't you?" She asked him looking eyeing the general direction she first thought him to be. 'Woulda liked to have a guy like him in my troop' She added casually in thought, it was hard to find good sleath soldiers.

Mike
 

Michelangelo paused for a moment and contemplated her words, still eyeing her from his hiding place. She was still shrouded by that coat, but there was definitely something unusual about her figure.

'Hmmm,' he thought to himself. 'She seems harmless and innocent enough. But still.....'

"Yes. I am ninja."

Silence.....

"Heh... should have known." She looked off as if bored with the subject, "The old hag would love to meet you--she's a ninja too..."


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Meanwhile, the 'old hag' in question was meditating in the extra room of the loft. New York, Chicago, L.A. and Houston... not only were they the three most populated metropolitan areas, but the were also the breeding grounds of something else.
She had pushed out thoughts, searching... and her quest did not end empty handed. She had found one! Standing up, she grabbed her 'Angel's Wrath' Dagger and set out; she'd have to find her apprentance first.

Donatello was running down the street, chased by a couple of street punks on bikes. Donatello sharply cut a corner and noticed that there was an alleyway to escape. He turned down the dark passageway and slipped on some garbage.

The engines of the motorcycles became even louder! The cries and cheers of the assailants were coming closer, and the shadows came into view. Donatello picked himself up and dusted himself off, wondering how he was going to escape this one.

He continued the run, and a wolfpack turned into the alleyway. Donatello ran, as the wolfpack ran over boxes and garbage that stood in their way. Donatello continued the sprint until he met the end, which was a large brick wall.

"This is the end, FREAK!" a punk said.

"That's what you think!" Donatello said in his mind. He looked up the wall and noticed that it was just too high for him to reach the top. The wall was so elevated, impossible to touch the top. The motorcyclists zoomed over at Donatello, and Donatello taunted with the "bring it on" signal. The motorcyclists approached even closer. When the punks became some few feet within Donatello, Donatello sprung in the air and backflipped over the motorcyclists. Each motorcycle crashed into the wall in explosions, and Donatello continued his run.

"It's great to be a genius!" Donatello yelled, "I'm just too much for these guys."
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Name: Donatello
Nickname(s): Don, Donny
Race: Mutant Turtle
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Skin: Dark green
Hair: None
Eyes: Black
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 195 lbs.
Weapon(s): Bo

As Raphael looks around he says to Donny
"you know i kind of like bein the badass better"
he jump it to the air were he pulls out his sai's then lands and runs toward the fight
"I get da leftovers"
as Raph sees Donny running he also sees a truck full of punks, he runs right at them and the stop right before they would have hit him, but when they looked he was gone they turned to see that he was in the cab of the truck.
"Miss me"
As he took out the goons he stole the car and pulled up next to Don.
" you know running is very good to lose a few pounds(he hits Don's tummy)
well i will be seeing u good buddy later"
Raph Pulls aup and gose faster for about 1/5 of a mile he then turns to look back.
"hay did you need ride"
he looks at Donny while he gets in to the trucks cab
"shall it be home master"
Raphel says as he drives off
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Name: Raphael
Nickname: Raph
Race: Mutant Turtle
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Skin: Light green
Hair: None
Eyes: Black
Height: 5'5"
Weight: 191 lbs.
Weapon:Sai

"Yeah sure... where do you think Mikey is right now?" Donatello asked Raph as he ran up to him. He hopped into the passenger's side of the vehicle and smirked at Raph.

"You think he's out there partyin' like he usually does? He's probably with some female right now." Donatello grins at Raphael. "Anyway, just take me home. I had enough action for one day!"

All of a sudden, gunshots popped and bullets hit the truck!

"Push the gas!!!" Donatello yelled.

eh?
 

(Errrr... since when was Mike a party guy?? What parties could he go to?? And what kind of girls would he hang with?? It's not to easy for a mutant turtle to socialize.... :roll: )

Mike
 

"Old hag? Ninja??" Mike questioned very curiously. " Very interesting..."

Utilizing his stealth training and still masking his presence, Mike began to slowly make his way to Miranda's position.....

((EERG... let's not get nit-picky!!!))

Re: Mike
 

"Heh, not when she's decided she wants you for an 'apprentence' and won't take no for an ans-..."

Blam! Blam! Screech!

"Now theres the New York I remember!" Grinning maniacly, she whirled to face the ledge letting her long coat flow behind her giving Mike a glimps of the colour of her legs. (^^;;) " Finally some real action!" She moved to jump off the ledge.

Mike
 

Mike let Miranda gain a little distance from him. He was suprised she would just divert her attention from him like that on a whim's notice. If she is a ninja's apprentice like she claimed, she sure hadn't developed a very strong sense of concentration and focus..... kinda like Raph, in that respect.

"Green skin?" Mike thought to himself. "Ok, now I'm REALLY interested..."

After a moment or two, Mike began to run after her, stealthily tracking her movements from a safe distance. She was fast..... but nowhere near as fast as him. 'But, then again, who is?' Mike snickered to himself.

Still, Mike wondered to himself what those gunshots were. Maybe someone really was in trouble?? Either way, he would be trailing her if just to see what the noise was all about. Something told him that there would be a LOT more to this night than that, however....

He suddenly noticed Miranda had created an adequate distance between the two of them. Time for a lil' hunting.

"Oh man, this is gonna be fun..." Mike said, pursuing this unusual stranger.

Right when she was jumpin Raph and Don were drivin under her
"man i swear if were is Leo....wait let me guess"Raph sayed
"Back at home trainning" Raph and Donny said at the same time
"you know he misses everything"
"hay Don so were to"

Randi hadn't landed onto the van, though she later wished she had; with another car coming her way with guns ablaze, she had to move and fast. "SHIMATTA!" She yelled and sprinted off after the Van, she'd have to cute it off.
(time lapse)
'Is he following me?' She wondered as she jumped over a fence that devided two alleys. 'Yep... funny, he should have caught up by now--don't tell me he's *letting* me get ahead! (why did that sound so wrong?)'
She scurried up the ladder to the roof of a one story building reaching the edge just in time to jump, hover, and land silently onto the speeding van which Raph and Don now drove. "Woah... Fast and the Furious take two." She commented, holding on tightly. The car that had been chasing them soon came into view.
Now to see what the hell was going on...
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'Randi-chan, anatawa baka yaro!' Hanaru thought angerly as she flew above the streets unnoticed by none below. She shifted her large, red and black demonic wings slightly and soared to a slightly higher position. 'Fine, I will let the demon wait--I'll count this as a test... then when she passes--or fails--I'll punish her'

"ok time to put this baby in Full speed"
Raph said
"ther Gaing on us" Donny kept saying
"Move Move" Don said
"i can't go anyfaster.....oh now Red light!!"Raph said

Mike
 

Michelangelo had witnessed the whole scene. The ninja skill of ankokutoshijutsu he had developed during his training under Splinter allowed him to easily see through the darkness of the night. He could tell it was Raph and Don behind the wheel of the van, and saw the mysterious stranger he was tracking on top of it. 'Pretty dangerous,' Mike thought to himself.

Mike saw the car pursuing them as well. The thugs inside were launching volleys of 9mm shots their way.

"Damn, it's time to act." Mike said to himself. He reached into his belt and revealed a bundle of tetsubishi ninja caltrops in his right hand. With a smirk, he deftly hurled the spiked balls to the space in the road between the van and the pursuing car.

The right set of tires on the car suddenly ripped open and it ricketed about, out of control. 'Perfect shot,' Mike said to himself. The car slid and careened into a wall in the alleyway.

"Good thing this alley is empty." Mike wasted no time and stealthily leaped from his position on the building into the shadows near the demolished car.

The thugs, three in total, stepped out relatively unharmed and wielded 9mm pistols. They had spotted Miranda as she jumped off the van previously and were about to unleash a volley of bullets her way.

"Ain't gonna happen," Mike said out loud, getting the thugs' attention. They turned. Like a jungle cat, Mike sprinted towards them and quickly unsheathed his nunchaku.

CRACK! WAK! POW!!

With three deft movements, Mike had rendered all three unconscious. It was over in less than two seconds.

Still mostly concealed in the shadows, Mike looked up at Miranda's position. She was still there. 'Good,' he thought to himself, 'didn't want missy up there runnin' off while I was saving her life.' Mike suddenly realized the incredible stupidity of that statement and simply shrugged to himself. 'Raph and Don seem to be okay,' Mike thought as he looked in the direction of the van.

Mike was about to make his way up to Miranda, attempting to remain unseen when he felt another, VERY powerful presence. 'What the hell?' It was still pretty far away though.... no way to pinpoint it.

He shrugged and with a rather impressive display of acrobatics, had flipped his way up the building Miranda was perched upon. Fortunately, as he had hoped, Mike had moved too fast for her to get a real look at him. He was still little more than a blur. He skillfully flipped over her head and landed in a shadowed area behind a chimney a short distance away. She probably knew he was there.

Mike waited for her next move.....

( :D )

Miranda was looked back and forth between the van and where she had last senced Mike looking some what amused as if the whole entire thing had been a game to her; and it had been.
She was going to do something about the three thugs, she had a plan and everything and was about to act it out when Mr. I'm-too-afraid-to-show-myself did his own little thing. Oh well, different story, same ending.

As she was looking for any sign of the mysterious man, she paused, blinked and then looked up just in time to see a blure of black and red swoop down and lift her up into the air.
"HEY! LEMME GO!"
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Li was not pleased at all, she had expected Miranda to have done something about that car instead of letting the boy she was flirting with (this is all from her pov... she don't know the whole story) do all the work. At least the girl had enough sense to jump OFF the van before she got hurt.

"When we get home, fifty back flips!"
"Fifty? I can barely do two!"
"Well then TOO BAD."
Miranda crossed her arms as Li flew the both of them 'home'.

Mike
 

Michelangelo had once again witnessed the whole scene. Most people probably wouldn't have been able to see the winged intruder swoop down and 'pick up' Miranda. That was probably what Ms. Demon 2003 was counting on. Unforunately for her and fortunately for ol' Mikey, most people haven't been taught ankokutoshijutsu by the greatest living master of ninjutsu on the planet; Mike could see through the night as easily as daylight. Needless to say, he was a bit suprised when Li had picked up her young apprentice.

'That must have been that other presence I sensed before,' Mike thought to himself. 'Damn, she got here WAY faster than I expected. Then again, she probably knew where to look....'

Mike glanced down at the street for a moment. The thugs still laid there unconscious, although relatively uninjured. 'Good, I won't have to phone an ambulance.' He couldn't see any sign of the van that Raph and Don had occupied. 'They must have hauled ass out of here. Probably never even knew I was here. Heh, guess I'll tell 'em about it when I get home.' He looked back in the direction Li and Miranada were flying.

"When we get home, fifty back flips!"
"Fifty? I can barely do two!"
"Well then TOO BAD."

Mike heard their conversation crystal clear. As a ninja, he had been taught to listen for stealthy, quieted footsteps up to 100 feet away. Miranda and Li were not exactly whispering either. 'That must be that "old hag" she was going on about. Interesting.....'

Michelangelo smirked to himself. 'Oh well, I got nothing else to do tonight.' He suddenly darted toward their direction, trailing the two strangers from a distance. Unlike Miranda, whom Mike only had to use a fraction of his full speed to track, Li was flying at an incredible speed. 'She probably has guessed I'd follow them. Good, that'll just make things more interesting..'

Mike suddenly broke out into his full, almost break-neck speed, skillfully leaping from building to building following his 'prey'. He was nothing more than a blur. He wondered if either of them could sense his presence, time to hit mushin again.....

"Oh man, whatta night this is gonna be...."

Li did know and flew higher into the sky using the sky skrapers and smog to block Mike's view of them. "You are 19 years old, flirting is for 16 year old brats."
"What? I wasn't flirting with any one!" Randi growled, "I don't flirt."
"Then what were you doing with that other turtle then?"
"What other--... oh..." That guy was a turtle?!? No, impossible!

"I should add another 25 flips for such fratenization."
"I wasn't flirting with him! I didn't even know he was a turtle!" Randi growled.
"Then what were you doing with him?"
"He's the one that yelled out... Michelangelo I think his name was."
Li swooped down and to the balcony of the loft. "Hmph, no matter, get to your flips."
Randi growled, couldn't the woman get it through her head that she didn't WANT to be a ninja?

Mike
 

Michelangelo had noted with amusement as Li had attempted to shake him using the smog and tall buildings as leverage. 'C'mon', he thought to himself, 'she's not serious, is she? Like I have to actually see you to track you....'

Li was masking her presence quite well, but Miranda was not. A psi-talent with that level of juice puts out vibes, and if they aren't masked they are easy to pick up, even to a novice. And Mike was no novice.

'Hmmmm... maybe she can't sense me, and the winged one can, and that's why she's not masking?? Or maybe she just doesn't know how???'

Mike, even though he was a greater distance away, was still close enough to listen in on their conversation. 'Buddha bless ninjutsu,' Mike thought to himself, 'salvation for eavesdroppers the world over.' He snickered to himself.

"You are 19 years old, flirting is for 16 year old brats."
"What? I wasn't flirting with any one!" Randi growled, "I don't flirt."
"Then what were you doing with that other turtle then?"
"What other--... oh..." That guy was a turtle?!? No, impossible!

"I should add another 25 flips for such fratenization."
"I wasn't flirting with him! I didn't even know he was a turtle!" Randi growled.
"Then what were you doing with him?"
"He's the one that yelled out... Michelangelo I think his name was."

'She..... a turtle?? Like me??' Mike stopped and watched Li drop Miranda at their loft from a distance. 'Ok, this is starting to get a lil' weird.'

He examined their building. It looked easy enough to gain entrance to. 'Oh well, at least I know where they live. Maybe I should formally introduce myself??'

He contemplated for a moment and made his way toward their position. 'There's a chance the winged one knows I'm here. This may just be a trap. Gotta be careful.'

'At least I'll be able to mask my presence from the turtle-girl,' he said as he finally made his way up to their loft....

Randi clicked her tongue and slipped off her coat; she was slender as far as turtles go, but she most definately didn't lack in certain 'assets' as it were. "I don't think he even knew I was a turlte anyways." Randi grumbled to herself as she pushed out all 'snow' from her mind.
Snow is what she called the constant whispers that seemed to always plauge her. She couldn't help but pick up fragments of thoughts and emotions emitted from those around her and since they were all jumbled and hard to make out just like a t.v. that lost its connection, she called it 'snow'.
"Nor do I think he cared if he did." She hung up her jacket, having to tip-toe to reach the hook. "His psychic abilites are commendable, but not unbreakable."
"Unbreakable?"
"He was using some kind of psychic stealth making it hard for me to track him down." Randi replied, gently rubbing the side of her head. "He's been well trained in the more 'mental' part of Ninjustu I guess you can say."
"I see." Hanaru replied, not even looking at the girl. "Its been along time since I've even used the terminolgy--I'm a bit rusty--on it."
"and yet you-..." She better not piss the old hag off, "ugh, never mind."
"Are you going to get to those flips or should I double the amount first?"
"I'm going, I'm going..."

"hay i think there gone"
Don looked at Ralphael and then at the roof of the Van
"hay theres a Hole there how do that get there"
Donny knew that it was put there by a knife but it had to be a strong steel
stell that would cost alot or be made by hand but which one he thought
"Hay" Donny said to Raph
"I knew a shop that sells that type of steel"
"Lets go then" said Don
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When Raph and Don go to the shop it was close i mean it was 2am
they both sliped in thru the roof when the got in side Don went strate to the computer to see what he could find

Mike
 

Using his skills, Michelangelo had rather easily made his way into their loft, being extra careful to avoid detection. He had overheard Randi and Li's conversation. Waiting until Randi had left to complete her 'punishment', Mike stealthily approached Li.

"You know," Mike said to her from the shadows, "I believe the term you were looking for is 'ninpo mikkyo'."

He grinned.

"As I said: It has been a long time." Li replied, not even looking up from her work. "Why do you hide, 'Michelangelo'? I have already seen you as you have seen me." She put down the cleaning tools for her knife and put it back in its sheath, turning to look into the shadows. "You are in my home now. Have respect--show yourself."

Mike
 

"Why do I hide?? Heh, I suppose its from the training instilled in me... or, more likely, old habbit. As you may guess, my brothers and I have had to live our entire lives in the shadows. Its only natural for me....."

Michelangelo paused for a moment and stepped out of the shadows. "I meant no disrespect," he said with a short bow. "I would be most interested to hear about you and your apprentice, though. She told me you are ninja. My skills could fool her but not you...."

"I am many things." Li replied, "Ninja is merely one of them." Judging from the way 'Michelangelo' had used to the term apprentice, Randi must have let him think that Ninjutsu was all Li was teaching the female which of course was not true; she'd keep that on the down low, though, perhaps Miranda didn't realize that was what the male had assumed.

"My story is complicated and you are not ready to hear it," She said simply, "much-less believe it." She looked to the door where Randi had disspeared, the Dojan. "Miranda's story is also complicated; it is one that not even she is ready to tell--not even to me." She glanced back to Mike, "I am Hanaru Li, also known as 'The Collector'; I'll leave Miranda to introduce herself when the time is right."

Mike
 

"I see," Mike said with a fascinated look in his eyes, "but, to be fair, you'd be very suprised at what I'd believe. I have seen quite a few unusual occurences in my life." Michelangelo thought of the demon Savanti Romero and he and his brothers' exploits through time, he thought of how they had been transported across the universe by the Ultroms' transmat device, he thought about the monstosity Complete Carnage and his opponent Radical, he even remembered how Oroku Saki had been resurrected by those mystically charged mutant worms...... all in all, a strange life.

He paused for a moment, "But I will respect your wishes if you don't feel it's right to tell me about yourself."

Another pause. "Can you tell me this much: what is it you two are doing here??"

"New York is the Demon Capitol of the West Hemisphere." She explained, eyeing the Door to the Dojan making sure Randi was actually doing the flips... she was.

"The saying 'if I can make it here I can make it any where' doesn't just apply to humans." She added, opening a box. "Where ever there is a sufficient supply of humans, there will always be Demons--I am a hunter of demons, I am known as 'The Collector'."

She smirked, her name was a name that struck fear into the hearts of many demons... but not that Damion, not yet anyways.

"Anything else you'd like to ask?"

Mike
 

Michelangelo noticed Li eyeing the door to the room that Miranda was in, probably making sure she was doing her 'punishment' for 'flirting' with him. He found that whole part of the situation rather amusing. With his ninja training, Mike could easily hear her doing the backflips and thought to point out Miranda was actually doing them, but decided not to interrupt Li. After all, it would be disrespectful.

'Collector??' Mike said to himself.

"Yes. What exactly do you mean by 'the Collector'?? What do you do to the demons once you track them down?? And what does Miranda have to do with all this???"

Mike paused for a moment.

"Tell me, are you the least bit interested in who I am?? Or what my deal is??? You haven't mentioned a word of it, and are talking to me like I'm just some average schmuck on the street... and not a walking, talking turtle."

"It depends on the demon and the situtation." Li's voice lowered, "On average, I send them to oblivion... Miranda's special abilities and natural agility, (though not as good as yours or mine... yet), make her a promising pupil--some day, she may very well take my place. As for my alias, you needn't worry yourself with such things."

"I've seen many things in my lifetime." She promptly replied, "I've seen a part of Heaven and a Part of Hell, I've met too many non-human, yet perfectly senient (sp?) beings during my life time and have spoken to them as I am speaking to you now." She put up a few things in the box, "Besides, I've met Miranda--why should I be surprised that there are others like her?"

Mike
 

((by the by, its spelled 'sentient', jade. :D ))

'Well, that answers that.' Mike thought to himself.

'Good as me?! That rookie?! Yeah right!!' Mike snickered in his mind.

'Hmmmm...'

'You know, if I was Raph she'd probably be gettin' an earful right about now. Lucky for her, I'm not.......'

Michelangelo said nothing and looked on with interest.

"I see," Mike replied casually. "A very interesting lifestyle you two have here..... tell me, are these demons a major threat?? Is there anything I can do to help??"

Michelangelo found it strange that Li had claimed New York to be the 'demon capital' of the Western world, yet the closest thing to a demon he and his brothers had ever encountered here was Complete Carnage. Waiting for Li's reply, Mike contemplated on why he himself had never encountered any of these demons before......