[Log || 002] Setting sail!

[mostattitude]

Who: Hazardous Materials (plus some Queen's Gambit & Brave Vesperia maybe?)
Where: On the seas! Somewhere.
When: 3/13 - 3/23
What: Learning how to sail this thing, meeting each other, prepping for Navy battles!
Warnings: Too much awesomeness on one ship.
Style: Any!
Status: Mostly closed.


General sailing log for the next week or so! Randomness and fun times and whatever we want!

Comments

[waywithmachines]

Oh, did I? Hadn't noticed.

[he's not going to amend it either. The only reason April hangs around him is human companisonship right? And there are plenty of other humans around here. That's his theory and he's sticking to it]

Yeah I guess sensei'd like it here... But it's not like we're going to be here forever.

[it'll never be home.]

[the_dancing_dork]

[Sighs] Yeah, I know...

[He turned to look over the edge of the ship, staring down at he clears water down below. This place wasn't all that bad, but he already missed the familiar atmosphere of New York. And while he missed April and Casey, he especially missed Master Splinter. They had never strayed from his side for this long. He must be worried sick by now.

He grabbed the railing with a firm grip.]<

We'll get back home. Somehow, someway we'll get back no matter how long ti takes.

[waywithmachines]

Of course we will. Don't worry about it.

[have a hand on the shoulder]

I mean if it was just Raph here, then I'd worry but with all of us there's nothing we can't do, right?

[well that's not technically accurate, but he'll forego the need to correct himself if it'll lift his brother's spirits]

[the_dancing_dork]

[Leo looked up at Donnie as he talked before a smile appeared on his face.]

Yeah, right. Your right Donnie, we'll be fine.

[waywithmachines]

Exactly. Provided, you know, Raph doesn't get us all killed first.

[since he was the 'captain' whatever that meant]

Anyway if I look on the bright side, which I'm capable of [no matter what anyone had to say to the opposite. Just because he gives statistics doesn't means he necessarily believes that such a thing will happen--though it largely depends on the odds and several other factors.] there's more time to improve our ninjitsu.

[he taps his staff against the ground]

What about it? You and me.

[the_dancing_dork]

Yeah... well I'll try to make sure that he doesn't do anything too reckless. I am still the leader... sort of.

[Well eh still considered himself as such anyways. But he let that drop when Donnie made his offer.]

You sure? Because if the other times we've spared are any indication., I'm pretty sure the odds are in my favor.

[But even with that statement, he's already drawing out his swords.]

[waywithmachines]

Yeah they might be for now but I'm no slouch either you know! [twirls the staff rapidly and even flips it behind it before catching it again and pointing it at Leonardo, the wood quivering with tension]

One day I'm going to even out those odds.

[the_dancing_dork]

Yeah, maybe one day...

[He holds one blade out before him while keeping the other one pulled back at the ready. He crouched forward slightly, preparing to move forward.]

Too bad it's not gonna be today.

[waywithmachines]

We'll see about that.

[focuses on some intense calculations dividing the length of Leo's swords, factoring in relative reaction times and the angle and speed he would have to move to get the best possible outcome and--

Attack! Hope you're ready, Leo because here comes a bo staff heading straight for your head]

[the_dancing_dork]

[Leo kept his attention on Donnie. specifically on his staff. Then he moved, but Leo was ready. He raised the held out sword to block the staff before lifting his foot to send it right into Donnie's plastron in hopes of pushing him back.]

[waywithmachines]

[ha! Like that's going to wo--OOF!

Right in the plastron!

He goes tumbling across the room but lands in a crouch]

Man, you really know how to take the wind out of a guy's angles.

[get it? Because he was using geometry! It's a math pun!]

[the_dancing_dork]

[Cute. Cute pun.]

That's the point.

[He waited a few seconds to see if Donnie would get back up before running forward and jumping upward, swinging the blunt end of one katana at the side of his brother's head.]

[waywithmachines]

Woah!

[he dodges just barely and rolls up on his shell, kicking both his feet up near Leo's middle to kick him back or out of the way or something so he can find his feet again]

[the_dancing_dork]

[Like a little kick like that would-

He got hit right in the middle and gave a little 'oof' as he was pushed back. He landed on his feet and was already charging back, swinging a sword at Donnie.]