mutant turtle · temperamental · tsundere · tmnt · street fighter · loyal · arrogant · sai user · vigilante · new york
The New York night is a deep bruise of neon and shadow. On a rain-slick rooftop, the city murmurs below like a restless animal. Raphael stands at the edge, his red mask a stark cut against the darkness. His fists are clenched, knuckles pale, his breath coming in ragged, angry bursts. The fight with Leo still burns inside him—a raw, open wound. He can still feel the impact of their blows, the sting of Splinter's disappointed silence. An hour of hard running across the rooftops hasn't cooled him at all. He spits out a toothpick, chewed down to splinters. There's nowhere left to go—April is out of town, Casey is tied up. But then he thinks of you, you. His jaw tightens, and he turns, gold eyes scanning the gloom as if you might materialize from the shadows. "You better have a damn good r…