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[Open] Generic 80s new wave, beep ba beep ba beep ba
Who: Leonardo Hamato ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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What: Various 80s shenanigans in the first part of the time travel plot
When: late March, 1985
Where: Central City
Content Warnings: none currently
A: Can we go thrift shopping?
[Turns out Leo's credit card doesn't work in the past, a fact that would not be shocking to most people but is a little shocking to the teenager. He just didn't consider it, alright!
Thankfully he did think to keep a little cash on him, though it's not a lot. Still, Leo has been making do his whole life, often with no money at all, so he's not intimidated by the challenge.
He has a skateboard he liberated from some trash, and new dudes purchased for a few bucks from a charity thrift store. He has fully embraced his best 80s style, which is to say bright colors and geometric patterns. Even if he weren't a turtle he would stand out right now.
Leo whirls around in front of the shop, checking himself out in the window and impeding foot traffic.]
Yeah, I can definitely get into this.
B: Crime Never Sleeps
[Sure, Leo is supposed to be looking for Chaos Gate, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have a little time to stop some crime. Especially since he's made contact with Starstruck and his crew, and especially seeing how villains just run amok in Central City 1985.
It's dusk now, and Leo is currently chasing a duo of thieves that just held up a liquor store. He runs over the rooftops to avoid the traffic down below, then portals down to street level, just in front of the crooks. He raises his katana to halt their advance, one raised close enough to one thief's throat to make him stop dead in his tracks.]
Don't mind if I get to the point.
[Unfortunately, the other thief ducks Leo's swords and keeps running. Leo can only glance over his shoulder, irate.]
Hey, no fair! You're supposed to surrender now!
[Little help?]
C: Earth, Wind, Fire, and Turtle
[There are lots of classic 80s things Leo wants to try, but today he has been pulled decisively toward a pretty crowded roller rink that is doing a disco night. Though the place is packed, most of the locals part the way for Leo, given his inhuman appearance.
He's decided not to let it bother him, though, having an absolutely blast gliding around on the rink and dancing to the 70s and 80s hits blasting through the speakers.
As the song ends, Leo changes course and glides to the wall. Maybe you came with him or maybe he just recognizes you, or maybe you were alone and he decided to come pick up conversation. No matter the case, he spins to a stop and leans against the wall.]
This place is - oh, what do they say? ah - totally tubular.
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faceguy What: Various 80s shenanigans in the first part of the time travel plot
When: late March, 1985
Where: Central City
Content Warnings: none currently
A: Can we go thrift shopping?
[Turns out Leo's credit card doesn't work in the past, a fact that would not be shocking to most people but is a little shocking to the teenager. He just didn't consider it, alright!
Thankfully he did think to keep a little cash on him, though it's not a lot. Still, Leo has been making do his whole life, often with no money at all, so he's not intimidated by the challenge.
He has a skateboard he liberated from some trash, and new dudes purchased for a few bucks from a charity thrift store. He has fully embraced his best 80s style, which is to say bright colors and geometric patterns. Even if he weren't a turtle he would stand out right now.
Leo whirls around in front of the shop, checking himself out in the window and impeding foot traffic.]
Yeah, I can definitely get into this.
B: Crime Never Sleeps
[Sure, Leo is supposed to be looking for Chaos Gate, but that doesn't mean he doesn't have a little time to stop some crime. Especially since he's made contact with Starstruck and his crew, and especially seeing how villains just run amok in Central City 1985.
It's dusk now, and Leo is currently chasing a duo of thieves that just held up a liquor store. He runs over the rooftops to avoid the traffic down below, then portals down to street level, just in front of the crooks. He raises his katana to halt their advance, one raised close enough to one thief's throat to make him stop dead in his tracks.]
Don't mind if I get to the point.
[Unfortunately, the other thief ducks Leo's swords and keeps running. Leo can only glance over his shoulder, irate.]
Hey, no fair! You're supposed to surrender now!
[Little help?]
C: Earth, Wind, Fire, and Turtle
[There are lots of classic 80s things Leo wants to try, but today he has been pulled decisively toward a pretty crowded roller rink that is doing a disco night. Though the place is packed, most of the locals part the way for Leo, given his inhuman appearance.
He's decided not to let it bother him, though, having an absolutely blast gliding around on the rink and dancing to the 70s and 80s hits blasting through the speakers.
As the song ends, Leo changes course and glides to the wall. Maybe you came with him or maybe he just recognizes you, or maybe you were alone and he decided to come pick up conversation. No matter the case, he spins to a stop and leans against the wall.]
This place is - oh, what do they say? ah - totally tubular.
[[OOC: I'll match formatting so feel free to use prose if you prefer. Hit me up at
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....
[He sighs a little.]
As long as they don't confront her. She attacked us, and she likes me. Chances are total strangers will fare a lot worse.
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[Accelerator is the person who knows her best. And Leo cares about Accelerator, so if Accelerator cares about Chaos Gate, then Leo cares about her, too. It's a transferable chain of caring.]
Uh, however people do that in this time. [What is he supposed to do, write a letter?]
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[Oh, thaaaat's a good point right there.]
I'm staying at a hotel nearby. [He'll give Leo the address and room number.] Leave a note or something.
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[He'll give a little salute.]
Me and D are staying in the sewers. I'd give you our address, but the post office doesn't deliver to manholes.
[Hah.]
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Is that a personal preference, or are you two having trouble getting enough money for a hotel somewhere?
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[Admittedly they haven’t tried, but getting a hotel has never really been their style.]
We grew up in the sewers so we’re used to it.
[Not that Leo doesn’t like the apartment. He actually likes the apartment a lot. But he liked their old lair a lot, too, so it’s not like it’s impossible to love the underground life.]
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Fuckin'....
[That's so much bullshit.]
Well, if you need a hotel room, just use mine. I don't care. [They can break in, easy peasy.]
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He grins, immediately closing the gap between them so he can give Accelerator a friendly (and light!) punch to the arm.]
You big softie! You do care!
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Fuck off. I'm only being practical.
[No, he's concerned about both of them.]
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[He gives Accelerator a wink.]
We'll be fine, though. I mean, we probably won't be here that long.
[Sure, Leo doesn't know how they're getting back to 2023, but he's sure they'll figure it out.]
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We'll figure that shit out after this crap with Katherine is settled.
[Though, Accelerator being Accelerator, he's already going over what kind of knowledge he has stored in his brain that might be useful.]
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Yeah, got it. Katherine comes first.
[After what they saw, he hardly wants to drop things with her now.]