[It's not real, but the tentacles making their way over his shell to grab at the hilt of his katana send shivers of panic over Leo's skin. Donnie's got his arm in such a death grip it's going numb, and Accelerator stumbles along after him like a newborn foal.
The fact that this is a recycling plant and there's a real chance they'll be discovered by security staff has completely receded to the back of Leo's mind. This isn't about not being caught, this is about getting them out of here before any of them are mutated by the Krang, become one of them, trapped forever, die here have a mental breakdown they can't recover from.
Donnie's breathing is loud and harsh in his ears and Leo knows he's at his breaking point. Accelerator is trembling in his grasp like he's about to shake apart. And Leo doesn't know what to do. What can he do? He's not big and strong like Raph, who would just carry them out. He's not a genius like Donnie. He's not going to soothe emotions like Mikey.
"'We need Master Leonardo, and all we have is this guy,' Misaka says, acknowledging that Leo's shortcomings are insurmountable."
And isn't that just it? What can he do? He's not good at anything, he's only good at screwing up. Can't even sacrifice himself right, he had to mess that up, too.
The dust in the air of the prison dimension stings his throat. The smell of blood clogs his nose. It's up to his waist now, and the girls, the Misakas, make it near impossible to advance. He can't let go of either of them, but he needs to keep pushing forward, and the one behind him is still grabbing for his katana-
Deep breath.
He needs a plan. If he has even one thing he's remotely good at, it's this. Might as well prove it now.]
Donnie? Buddy? You with me? [He doesn't know if he is, but he hopes he's at least coherent enough to...] I need you to get on my back. I'm gonna carry you.
[He'll figure out what to do about Accelerator next.]
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The fact that this is a recycling plant and there's a real chance they'll be discovered by security staff has completely receded to the back of Leo's mind. This isn't about not being caught, this is about getting them out of here before any of them
are mutated by the Krang, become one of them, trapped forever, die herehave a mental breakdown they can't recover from.Donnie's breathing is loud and harsh in his ears and Leo knows he's at his breaking point. Accelerator is trembling in his grasp like he's about to shake apart. And Leo doesn't know what to do. What can he do? He's not big and strong like Raph, who would just carry them out. He's not a genius like Donnie. He's not going to soothe emotions like Mikey.
"'We need Master Leonardo, and all we have is this guy,' Misaka says, acknowledging that Leo's shortcomings are insurmountable."
And isn't that just it? What can he do? He's not good at anything, he's only good at screwing up. Can't even sacrifice himself right, he had to mess that up, too.
The dust in the air of the prison dimension stings his throat. The smell of blood clogs his nose. It's up to his waist now, and the girls, the Misakas, make it near impossible to advance. He can't let go of either of them, but he needs to keep pushing forward, and the one behind him is still grabbing for his katana-
Deep breath.
He needs a plan. If he has even one thing he's remotely good at, it's this. Might as well prove it now.]
Donnie? Buddy? You with me? [He doesn't know if he is, but he hopes he's at least coherent enough to...] I need you to get on my back. I'm gonna carry you.
[He'll figure out what to do about Accelerator next.]