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Who: Donnie

purplexing and you..?!
What: Just a mutant teenage turtle who is also a ninja doing completely normal things that aren't breaking any laws whatsoever
When: Late April through early May
Where: Central City
Content Warnings: N/A
Notes: Will match pose style preferences!

I. One Man's Trash is Another Turtle's Treasure

It's always difficult to start from scratch. Difficult but not impossible. More annoying than anything else, really, but certainly not impossible. Having been at square one before, Donnie at least knows what he's in the market for and has a pretty good idea of where to look.

Well, so to speak. He's still relatively new to Central City but finding a junkyard isn't difficult when you have access to the internet!!!

Dangerous? Maybe. Profitable? Hopefully! Either way, the turtle is not planning to go back to the apartment empty-handed. He heads out early since it's easier looking through things when it's daylight, and in his experience junkyards are usually pretty devoid of visitors. Usually.

Purple may not be the most inconspicuous thing to wear but at least he's pretty good about being quick and quiet as he sneaks in.

II. Location, Location, Location

It may be disgusting but the sewers are nevertheless the perfect place to hide and get around in the city. In this instance Donnie's looking more for a hideaway than means of travel, but either way, it's still very clear to him that these aren't the same sewers as he's familiar with.

Sure, Leo had said he'd help look for places, but with excess free time and a lot of the projects he wants to work on hinging on finding a better place to do so, Donnie figures it can't hurt to do some location scouting too. Anyway, he's a ninja. He can take care of himself..!

The turtle errs on the side of caution for his sewer spelunking activities. The way he enters is never near the area he wants to check out, most of his traversing done underground as he scopes out tunnels branching out from the heart of the city. Of course, he's only one turtle, and while the sewers here probably don't run into abandoned subway stations or a maze of forgotten tunnels like New York, it's still a lot to poke around.

He's also unused to the idea that maybe there are other parties possibly interested in moving unseen in the sewers.

III. Alien Skylines

If someone's keeping an eye out some evenings, it wouldn't be terribly hard to spot the strange neon violet flares as something zips up along the length of one of the taller buildings.

Central City will never be New York. That's been established early on, but it still manages to make Donnie homesick every time he manages to get a good view of the cityscape from above.

The rooftops aren't exactly quiet but they allow just the right amount of ambiance that you can still think about things without a sensory overload. And there are a lot of things to think about. How to sneak into school ~~of all things~~, how to not potentially short-circuit your own brain by accidentally plugging into computers somehow, how to unravel this Confluence nonsense, how to get your brother home safely... The list just grows and grows.

If Donnie's not leaning against the ledge staring out at the rest of the city or suspiciously eyeing the skies for any signs of raining people, then he's settled against a wall, messing around with his phone or tapping at a projected interface over his left forearm.

IV. Wildcard

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They are having fun. In fact Leo is pretty sure he hasn’t had this much fun in weeks. Maybe months.

He matches Donnie pose for pose, only getting sillier and more dramatic as they go. When Donnie pulls out his phone, he can’t help but laugh, stepping in closer.

“Heck yes. Everyone needs to appreciate the fit.”

He gestures at himself.

Donnie grins, leaning in as he holds his phone up to take their picture.

"Should be fun when I'm going through photos later and find pics of dad and April dressin' it up," he laughs. That's going to be a weird one to get used to.

He snaps a few shots, giving them ample opportunity to pose as they will.

"Hahah, you're right. We should do a few goofy ones, then."

Said like all the poses they're doing are not goofy to begin with! Which of course they are not. They are nothing but hip and cool.

Leo poses with just as much gusto for the selfies as he has been, until Donnie has done enough. Then he grabs him by the arm and yanks him back into one of the fitting rooms.

"Okay, let's get a real picture."

By which he means, of course, their full glory turtle-y-ness.

Someone unaware as to the minutiae of their posing dynamics probably wouldn't be able to tell the difference between their being super serious models and their goofing around, it's true.

Donnie's in the middle of checking the latest pictures when Leo suddenly hauls him into a stall. His scowl at the interruption and the unnecessary manhandling clears up instantly with his brother's proposal. Brushing Leo away so he can straighten his clothes, he flashes a grin.

"My thoughts exactly."

He slips his sleeve up to tap at the holowatch.

No, but they know the difference and that’s all that matters.

Leo is completely unfazed by the scowl, pushing back his own sleeve so he can do the same.

Somehow the outfit looks even more ridiculous when it’s clashing with green skin, but he likes to look flashy so he’s good with it.

“Ready whenever you are.”

Donnie bites down a grimace at that. It's a wonder how much being green can offset, well, everything. But Leo will be Leo.

"When am I not?"

He brings up his phone again as they adjust themselves in the space. At least for pictures he's not too picky about personal space.

Leo leans in close so he can pose just as extravagantly as before. They're going to fill up Donnie's whole phone at this rate.

Honestly he wishes he had a hat. That would really help pull off the look. But he will just have to live with shades and his normal bald head.

"Lemme see, I wanna bask in how fabulous I look," he says at the end.

It's for a greater good; proving how phenomenal their sense of fashion is and how great they look. But this just cements the fact that he needs backup storage. They haven't even gotten past their second set of outfits, they'll be in one store all day at this rate.

Donnie thumb through the pictures before he turns it towards Leo so he can see for himself.

"What do people even wear at school anyway? Think this sort of thing would be too much?" he asks, not that he particularly cares but he did just remember the reason they'd come here for. Well, part of the reason, let's be real- the main reason was always just to try on clothes, school or not.

Is any of that a surprise, though?

He leans in to look, nodding in satisfaction at the pictures of himself (and Donnie too, why not), when the question reminds him of the original reason they even came here. Oh, right.

"Uh, well, probably not if you toned it down a little." The ripped jeans, at least, would be perfectly fine. "Honestly, a lot of people are so boring... They just cycle through the same sweatpants and hoodies every day."

And it's not like Leo doesn't love a good sweatpant+hoodie combo when he wants to be comfy, but he feels like if you have a chance to wear something more exciting why waste it? (Though that may be his biased opinion from not really having much opportunity to dress up his whole life.)

"There's still definitely some fashionable ones though, so if you showed up totally decked out you'd be a hit."

To Leo, it's about striking that delicate balance between looking good but not looking like you're trying too hard.

Not that they didn't usually just cycle through the same outfits whenever they thought to camouflage with the locals, but that was for entirely different reasons.

"Hmmmmmmm," Donnie muses, the gears definitely turning in his mind. "And I suppose it also depends on how much of a hit I'm going for... Which- let's be real, won't be difficult, I am the better looking of us both but drawing too much attention would probably be opposite of what would be ideal under these particular circumstances."

Which is going to be difficult considering attention is what he craves and if it's not simply looking amazing then exemplary scholastic performance is bound to do it eventually.

"Yeeeaaah, keep telling yourself that. There's a reason I'm the face man."

And that reason is that he is not only clearly the better looking one but also the most suave.

"Anyway, we both know you're going to draw tons of attention the second you build a tactical defense robot out of a potato clock and rubber bands for your science fair project so why delay the inevitable?"

Should he be encouraging his brother this way? Probably not, but Leo feels confident he can talk their way out of a problem if it arises. So long as the only face they know is April O'Hamato it should be fine...!

Donnie rolls his eyes at that. Still, he can't help but grin as Leo points out what may as well be the obvious. Uh, yeah he's going to overachieve. There's simply no other way that he works.

It seems all he wants is to make sure Leo's on the same page as him. Yes, drawing attention has been a minor concern but it's just as simply crumpled up and tossed over a shoulder.

"I do not say this lightly nor often, as you know, but in this case, you are absolutely right, there's no helping for it. If I'm doing this school thing, I'm going all out!"

He's going to blow his cover immediately, isn't he?

Leo is again caught between a rock and a hard place - he wants to keep Donnie safe and unknown to the guilds, but he also wants Donnie to live his school life dreams. That's hard to do if he's keeping his head down. What is Leo going to tell Donnie to do, act less smart? That's like asking a fish not to swim.

"I'm always right, for the record. But just remember that we're trying to keep the guilds from knowing about you."

He can go a little crazy, but not too crazy.

Well not immediately...

Big sigh! "I know, I know," Donnie says, deflating a bit, maybe even pouting. "They won't have to know about me, at least. Unfortunately when I was checking out the enrollment requirements, it looks like they're expecting some kind of guild affiliation mentioned."

He makes a face, folding his arms as he leans against the side of the dressing room stall.

"At least if I put one or the other then I'll know who to expect to come looking into Othello Von Ryan."

Don’t pout at him, yeesh! Is this what Raph has to deal with all the time? (Yes.)

“That’s still the name you’re going with, huh…” Well, at least he doesn’t have to say he’s related to him. “Well, both guilds have their downsides and not a lot of ups, so pick what you want.”

Leo has very little investment in this part of it. Sure, the Society is technically a criminal organization, but the Alliance is sounding more and more like they want to be an army. Both suck.

"Othello von Neil doesn't have the same ring to it," Donnie says, waving a hand. "I know, getting mixed up with the Guilds isn't great but saying 'unaligned' is just a big ol' warning sticker in itself. So it's between the lesser of two evils."

The irony there is that the 'villain' guild seems to be slightly less so than whatever's going on with the Alliance lately.

"I've been looking into both of them but you know I won't be making this decision lightly, at least."

“Ryan” is the least objectionable part of that name!

“Yeah, I know. You’ve probably done more research than me by now.”

Admittedly it’s a low bar.

“They’ll definitely be suspicious when some new kid pops up as being part of their guild without registering for real, though.”

Donnie sighs again, glancing at the stall door like it's personally offended him. Still, he nods. What Leo says isn't particularly news. But it's still annoying.

"Why's getting into school so stupidly complicated," he grumbles. "You'd think they'd want to encourage kids to go."

“They do, but they also want kids on their official government list. The same as most governments.”

Leo doesn’t want Donnie to get all sullen when they’ve been having fun, though. He grins big and confident, like none of this matters.

“We’ll cross that bridge when we get there, alright? We’re going to get you to school because I am not suffering by myself. Worse comes to worst, we’ll dress you up like me and do a real twin switcheroo like in all the movies.”

He means that suggestion entirely as a joke, of course, just trying to provoke some snark out of Donnie.

"Hah! That'd draw just as much attention if people started wondering why you suddenly had these spontaneous scholastic interests," Donnie smirks. Well, Leo's tactic works.

He shrugs then. "But yeah, it's just another thing to work out. Which is a big pain, but not impossible. I'll draw up a profile and you can look it over once it's ready to go."

Of course his tactic works. He's never wrong.

"Sounds good, hermano."

Leo gives him a light push toward the clothes he has hanging in the stall, backing himself out.

"Now put on your next outfit, they're going to think we're trying to steal something." Which they actually aren't! (This time.)

Leo will head back to his own stall, not bothering with pulling up the hologram. He feels like they've successfully scared everyone away at this point.

Not that they've ever complained about having a place to themselves. It just takes skill to manage that when it's during regular store hours, clearly!

Donnie hardly needs the urging, his eyes sliding towards that very purple trench coat. "Okay, okay!" he says, waving Leo off. "Prepare to be amazed!" He'd say that with every outfit but he feels they've lost some momentum with the extended sidebar. Not that he's particularly worried; they'll get back on track the moment they step out again.

At the very least, even if they don't find any outfits they're completely committed to here, it hasn't diminished their plans for school infiltration one bit.

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