Fifth floor common room - Friday afternoon

[turtle-toughguy.livejournal.com]

Raphael was finally awake and in the common room. He supposed he'd have to adjust his schedule to start doing the whole 'going to class' thing again, but who really cared for now? He certainly didn't. If Namine or Donnie needed him they could knock, same with anyone else, and Mikey was always with him.

Speaking of which, Little Mikey was on his shoulder, clinging as Raphael positively taunted him with cereal. It wasn't that he hadn't been fed, simply that he was sure the cereal was much more tasty than what he'd been given. The tiny turtle made a squeaky hiss of protest, butting against Raph's neck.

Raph's eyes rolled over to his brother. "What? I fed you, you can't have my cereal. One sugar bomb is as big as your head, dude." He turned his attention back to the TV. "What the hell is this, anyway? 'Reptar: On Ice'? Whatever." Really, he was only half paying attention in the first place. "Looks like something you'd get into, Mikey."

He continued to ignore Mikey's protests as the program began to go into a chant of "Reptar, Reptar! Gotta find that Reptar!"


[OOC: Open, of course. Grumbly Raph as always :3]

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[abhorsentobe.livejournal.com]

Sabriel was exploring. She could go to common rooms not on the second floor as well, so she should. She poked her head into the common room first though, to see if there were anyone she recognized there.

"Donatello! Hello," she called out, smiling, because by now big turtles weren't that odd, really.

[turtle-toughguy.livejournal.com]

Raph cocked an eyebrow, glancing over his shoulder. He pointed to his bandana. "Raphael. Starts with the same letter as 'Red'. Donnie's 'the purple one'." he offered, then took another bite of his sugar bombs.

[abhorsentobe.livejournal.com]

Sabriel looked where he pointed. "Oh sorry! Hello, Raphael then. I am Sabriel." She paused for a moment. "Do you always wear the same bandanas?"

[turtle-toughguy.livejournal.com]

He shrugged in response to the apology. "Yep. It's helpful to be color coded, or something. I'm red, Donnie's purple, Mikey's usually orange, and there's another one, but he ditched us. So, he's not here, and doesn't really matter." Not bitter. No, not at all.

Raph slurped down his cereal milk, then headed over to the kitchenette to take care of his dishes. "Feel free to change the channel. Nothin' on worth watchin' anyway."

[abhorsentobe.livejournal.com]

"Mikey's usually orange? He's not now?" Sabriel asked, instead of asking about the other one. Not because of the bitterness, of course. Nope. Certainly not.

She waved her hand towards the television. "Oh, I don't really watch television. It's too strange."

[turtle-toughguy.livejournal.com]

"Mikey's not at the moment... Cos we don't have a really tiny bandana to fit on his head." He thumbed to the little turtle on his shoulder, which was clinging with all its legs.

He glanced up at Sabriel and arched an eyebrow. "Television is too strange? What, and a giant talking turtle isn't?" Really, he wanted to know this. He got that people at Fandom didn't tend to freak out over him or his brothers, but how was television any stranger than them?

[abhorsentobe.livejournal.com]

Sabriel looked at the little turtle and her jaw dropped. "That's Mikey? But... You're big turtles!" She gave Raphael a slightly accusing look, like she was suspecting him of confusing her on purpose.

"Giant talking turtles are strange, but Donatello was very pleasant when I talked to him, and I suppose I've gotten used to the idea."

She eyed the the little turtle. Tiny talking turtles on the other hand...

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

Willow was in a common room sort of mood. "Hello! Mind company?"

[turtle-toughguy.livejournal.com]

Raphael gave her a funny look, but shrugged. This Sabriel was sort of a strange bird herself. "He was a 'big turtle'. I dunno how it happened. He just suddenly turned back. Donnie says it's 'a fandom thing', and he should go back to normal sometime, just dunno when."

He pulled his brother from his shoulder and cupped him safely in both hands, looking down briefly. He'd walked back over to the couch, but he leaned against the back of it rather than sitting.

[turtle-toughguy.livejournal.com]

Raph glanced over at Willow and gave her a shrug. "Free common room, right? Be my guest."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Thanks." Willow took a seat on the couch. "My name's Willow. Nice to meet you."

[abhorsentobe.livejournal.com]

Sabriel walked a little closer, regarding the little turtle closely. It was a very cute little turtle but it didn't seem very talkative. "I haven't seen any 'fandom things'. What do you mean? Where you not born as big turtles?"

[abhorsentobe.livejournal.com]

Sabriel gave her a friendly smile in return. "Hello, I'm Sabriel."

[turtle-toughguy.livejournal.com]

"Raphael... Just 'Raph', is fine." He thought a moment. "Uh, nice t'meet you too, Willow." He guessed, anyway. Meeting new people was as much a 'fandom thing' to him as Mikey getting de-mutated.

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Willow," she replied. "Nice to meet you."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"I realize we've only just met and that this might be somewhat forward of me," Willow said, "but would you mind if I asked you a question in relation to your species?"

[abhorsentobe.livejournal.com]

"I'm exploring," Sabriel explained, in case Willow wondered what she was doing in the common room. "I'm afraid I still haven't truly learned where everything is yet."

[turtle-toughguy.livejournal.com]

Raph moved his hand a little, giving Sabriel a better view of Tiny Mikey. "It's kind of a long story. Short of it is, we were regular turtles, we wandered into some glowing green stuff, and it turned us into what we are now. Us, and our sensei, anyway. So, no, we weren't born as 'big turtles'."

Raph scratched his head a little, thoughtful. "So, according to Donnie, a 'fandom thing' is something like this. A mutated turtle randomly de-mutating, people turning into animals... I dunno. I certainly can't explain it. You'd be better off askin' him."

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"There is no pool on the roof," Willow assured her. "Just in case anyone's tried pulling that fast one on you."

[turtle-toughguy.livejournal.com]

He cocked an eyebrow and shrugged. "Why the hell not? Go ahead, shoot." This oughta be good.

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"Do you have any suggestions for a young, non-English speaking turtle with ambition?" Willow asked. "Unrelated to the mining industry, which we've already covered? Oh! And sign carrying."

[turtle-toughguy.livejournal.com]

Raph's immediate reaction to this question was to stare. Stare and gape, in fact. "Uh..? Come again?"

He figured 'What the hell are you talkin' about?' would be a little rude, even for him. At least on a first meeting.

[abhorsentobe.livejournal.com]

Tilting her head in fascination, Sabriel studied Little Mikey Turtle. She hadn't really understood Raphael's explanation but made a mental note to look up 'glowing green stuff' the next time she was in the library.

"How long do these fandom things last? How do they work?" She reached out towards the little turtle, intending to pet him. "Does he speak?"

[abhorsentobe.livejournal.com]

"...I shall keep that in mind," Sabriel said slowly.

[willbedone.livejournal.com]

"I have this friend," Willow said. "Shelby? He's a box turtle. They're on the endangered side so I've been trying to find really good employment options for him so that way people could look at him and say 'Oh! Box turtles are very useful! Let's make sure we stop killing them!' Only so far it's just been the mining industry and sign carrying. So I thought maybe you'd have some suggestions."