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Raph felt his brothers knuckles pressing into his jaw, the back of the tub rose against the back of his knees, the ceiling spun upward and his shell impacted with something hard that flew up behind him. He watched the ceiling change colors as his head snapped back. The stars resolved into the bathroom light fixture.
Raph: wuh... |
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Don: *slowed down just enough to tell them* You can't take a shower and I'm not fvcking fixing it.
Sp: *watched Donatello stalk out of the bathroom and knelt down beside the tub. He reached and took Raphael's head lifting it just slightly so that he could see in his eyes* Raphael, are you alright? |
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*They both went slack-jawed*
D-don? are you okay? Mike: uh, dont worry Don, we'll just use the ones by the dojo.... *exchange confused glances* what the heck just happened? Mike: Dunno....*hears voices in the bathroom, and sneaks a peek in, seeing Splinter talking to Raph, who was Sprawled in the tub* Here's our answer* *looks in and goes wide-eyed* Woah....*whispers to Mike* guess Don's pi-eeved.... |
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Kya took the knife to the next round of ingredients. Her hips bobbing to the rhythm of INXS... the corned beef fell away in even slices, and she sang queitly to herself about the Devil Inside.
Raph stared up into Splinter's face. Not what had been there a moment ago. Time for a quick physcial evaluation. R R: (thickly) Sensei? Whad'd I say? |
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*the decided to leave Splinter and Raph to talk, and headed to Machias's room. She quietly got her robe, towel, and a clean outfit, staying careful not to wake Kameko, and joined Mike in the hall*
Mike: She still asleep? Yeah, let's leave her be...*offers her hand to Mike, arching an eyeridge* Shall we? Mike *grins and takes it, kissing it gently* Ladies first... *She smiles, and they head to the showers...* |
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SP: *sighs* A great deal more than you should have. But as for what you said to get Donatello so angered, I am not sure. Are you able to stand?
Don: *heads for the dojo not even realizing that's where he's going until he gets there. He grabs one of his practice bos from the weapons rack and starts running through katas at lightening fast speed* |
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Kya had completely forgotten to be shy... The Gipsy Kings convinced her that she should sing along with them, so she did. Knife flashing through the fresh fruit as she prepared a citrus salad.
Kya: Bamboleooooo, Bamboleaaaa...... Porque mi vida....No tener la culpa.... ven ven ven She left the fruit salad in the fridge and flipped the sizzling pastrami on the skillet, dancing happily in the privacy of the kitchen. Rapheal sat up and put his finger in his mouth, checking for loose teeth. R: Goddammit.... Hai Sensei. I can stand. He pushed himself out of the tub. |
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SP: *sighs again* Yes, that is what I am speaking of. *he helps Raphael to his feet and checks the back of his head* Come with me, My Son. We will get some ice for your head.
Don: *mutters to himself as he spins with the bo in his hand* Fvckin, sonovabitch...like he's one to talk about being in a psyche ward. Shoulda committed him years ago. |
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kya pulled the toasted french rolls from the oven, and began assembling the sandwhiches....
Kya(internal) Picnic dinner. just as good cold as hot and if donnie wants to bother, it heats up easy anyways.... wonder where everyone went, (chuckle) i should get one of those huge triangles and ring it when the chuck wagon's open for dinner.... Another favorite song came on and Kya grooved as she lay the swiss cheese onto the toatsy rolls. kya: ..SOY tan sexy que mi amor Soy tan sexy que mi amor, va abanodarme.... (((trans: uh, she's singing... 'I'm too Sexy for my Shirt' by Right Said Fred hell, why not? she thinks she's alone... |
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SP: *leads Raphael into the kitchen and stands there puzzled for a moment at Kya's dancing*
Don: *stabs his bo forward* Tired of cleaning up their messes *he pulls back* Never appreciated anyway. *spins and tosses his bo in the air* Until something else breaks *he catches the bo and twirls it over his head* |
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*Machias and mike came from the showers, wrapped in robes and towels*
I feel much better.... Mike *puts an arm around her*: so do i....*kisses her gently* *She giggles, knowing just HOW good he'd felt. She gathered her clean clothes, and they went to Mike's room to dry off and dress...* |
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Kya: Soy Modelo todas... mira tu... cuando bailo, cuando bailo, soy demasiado sexy en el baile....
Raph's laughter cut through the music from her headphones and Kya spun around in surprise, a handful of corned beef forgotten in her grip. She went scarlet and ripped the headphones from her head with her free hand. Kya; ... sorry. ((((trans: the ending of "I'm too Sexy"... i'm a model everybody.... you see... when i dance, when i dance, I'm just too sexy when I'm dancing...)))) |
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SP: *smiles* No reason to apologize, Kya. *he opens the freezer and takes one of several ice packs out before wrapping it in a towel and handing it to Raphael. He motions for Raphael to sit down at the table*
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*Don brought himself back to ready stance with a flourish, then moved into the next kata.* Splinter didn't need to suspend my time on the computer. Its not like I'd have had a chance to see it in the next six months anyways fixing the rest of the $hit they keep breaking around here. What the hell did he use? A belt sander on that? An axe?
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kya nodded and put her walkman away, still mortified, but trying to calm herself with the thought that they COULDN"T have known what she had been singing...
Kya (internal) please don't know what i was singing.... Kya: I,,, I made dinner. Umm.... Chicago sandwiches... subs with hot pastrami, cormbeef, swiss cheese, coleslaw, and russian dressing on French bread.... and a fruit salad. Are people gonna be ready to eat really soon? Raph's mouth watered as the scent of hot pastrami registered in his confused thoughts. |
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*Machias and Mike emerged from the bedroom, in full dress and gear, and walked down the hall, smelling delicious scents coming from the kitchen*
Mmm, i think Kya's cooking... mIke: let's check it out... *The approach the door to the kitchen, and pause at seeing Splinter and Raph at the table, holding a cold pak to his jaw* |
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SP: Leonardo is fasting for the day, but I am sure everyone else is hungry. *Looks over to Raphael whose mouth was hanging open and he remembered that his son had missed lunch earlier. He glances up and sees Mike and Machias enter* Michaelangelo, could you tell Donatello that dinner is ready, please? I am not sure where he went to...
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kya smiled and began to set the table
Kya she set a plate in front of Rapheal and registered the ice pack on his face. Kya: Rojito?... you ok? |
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Mike: Sure Sensei...*smiles to Machias before searching for Don. machias stood, feeling rather like the fifth wheel...*
Um, I finished cleaning the garage, Sen--Splinter...uh, i'll jsut leave you three to..whatever youre doing...*turns back to the hall* |
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*Don lunged forward, and brought his bo back sharply in a defensive stance before lashing out to his left.*
I can't believe he called her that! *Don felt his knuckles sting* I can't believe I punched him. I may as well pack the computer up, I'm never going to use it again... *He slowed, finally returning to his first position in the center of the dojo, brining the last kata to a close.* Damn. *Don put the bo back, and left the dojo. He headed back to the bathroom to face the music.*
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