22nd Shuriken ➣ [Action / Voice]

[meanandgreen]

[Raph woke up today feeling like he was going to get smothered to death. He was hot under the covers, and somehow that felt really uncomfortable. Actually, pretty much everything about him felt uncomfortable. His skin was too sensitive, his back was too flat, and when he tried to sit up, he felt like he had a goddamn slinky for a spine

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[derek_bliss]

[Derek's not sure which number coffee pot this might be, but he's just glad that it works. When he hears movement from the direction of the turtles' rooms, he looks up and over the rim of his cup. He's been staying more or less to himself lately, but if his roomies happen to wander into view, he's willing to give them a quiet but friendly nod.

That nod is cut a little short though when he sees a human and not a turtle. A raised eyebrow is not too far behind.]

...I do know you, right?

[onceaturtle]

[Raph was halfway through his fourth unbalanced stalk toward the bathroom when Derek sees him. He stops in the threshold, vaguely smiling. Something about all this is pretty damn funny, if you think of it.]

It's me.

[Hopefully Derek will recognize his voice]

[derek_bliss]

[Derek blinks as he lowers the coffee cup and cocks his head sideways, studying Raph for a very long moment. His nostrils will even flare as he takes in the guys scent. And then Derek nods as if listening to some internal dialogue.]

...Raphael?

[onceaturtle]

In the flesh. [He motions to himself a la Vanna White, clothed in his own ridiculously oversized winter sweatshirt and sweatpants. He has to hold onto the waistband to keep them from falling off.

Yeah, there's definitely something funny about this.

Then he starts drunkenly wobbling backwards and has to catch onto the doorframe before he completely loses his balance again. His pants start slipping down, and he has to make a blind grab for them before he exposes the goods. God damn this's awkward.]

[causeblocked]

[Shit, it's Raph. Hide the whore.]

Nope. Back to my old self, I'm afraid.

[onceaturtle]

You sure 'bout that? It's kinda hard to tell with you, yanno. Probably should check again.

[Yeah, he's a douche, and in an oddly fantastic mood. Also, you're up to something. He's not sure he wants to know.]

[causeblocked]

Oh, would you lookit tha-- No, you idiot, I'm fine.

At least I'm not singing or taking on ridiculous new hobbies. That would have sucked.

[onceaturtle]

[He grins stupidly into the journal camera.]

So what, you're not even gonna say somethin' about my new digs?

[Action]

[i_speak_softly]

[Later in the day, you might run across the lone remaining mutant ninja turtle in Luceti, Raphael. And he's sneaking through the kitchen, like he doesn't really want to talk to anyone.]

[Action]

[onceaturtle]

[Oh there he is. But whoa, something's wrong. He walks up behind him best he can without stumbling and puts his arm around him.]

What's up with you, egghead?

[Have a grin. Surprise! Your brother's human.]

[i_speak_softly]

[Yeah, well guess what? Your brother's also human AND A GIRL. April totally goes down at the unexpected weight around her shoulders and gives kind of a girly scream. This is like learning to rollerskate or something.]

AHHH! RAPH!

[onceaturtle]

Whoa, whoa, whoa! It's me! I woke up like this.

[He crouches down in front of his fallen "brother", his brow knotted with worry.]

You don't look so good. You're not sick, are ya?

[preslaying]

[Still rather teenaged, Buffy is out on the town getting things done. This involves checking in on her vamp prisoners before hitting up the grocery store. You may vaguely recognized the younger her still as the woman you had that chat with before the draft.]

[onceaturtle]

[Raph honestly doesn't know humans well enough to tell Buffy's younger, but he can still tell it's Buffy. And Buffy is hot.

He stops in his tracks as she passes by, hands shoved in his sweatpants pockets, and gives her a crooked smile.

Yeah, it's pretty pathetic.]

[preslaying]

[Her head turns, following the guy as he stares and...] Can I help you?

[onceaturtle]

Ah... [Oh crap.] You're helpin' me already.

[Smile, smile. Isn't he witty? It would probably be helpful if he didn't look at the ground so...back to Buffy's chest face.]