Event | Turtle Dive | January 20 - 23 | Underwater zombies crave your briiiiiines

[ironwood]

Characters: Any and all PCs
Date: January 20th - 23rd
Location: All Sectors
Situation: Tu Vishan continues swimming along the ocean floor after his monumental dive, but it turns out there are a whole bunch of undead that want in on the party!
Warnings/Rating: Underwater situations, violence, potential gore; to be updated as noted.

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>Feel free to start your own header for specific situations.
>The Palace subplot will be run in a separate log.
>Refer to the two OOC posts for further details. 01 | 02

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[meanandgreen]

He stumbles into the shower and almost bites it again, bracing himself against the slick tiled walls. The lukewarm water digs its fingers into his icy muscles, and he hisses as his body jolts from the sudden temperature change. His teeth chatter uncontrollably as the water hits him warm and rolls off his skin frigid cold.

But quickly enough he starts to acclimate, feeling the numbness drain out of him and down the drain, turning his limbs to jello. He closes his eyes and hangs his head in the stream, water running down the back of his neck and pooling where flesh meets his carapace.

Slowly, he has to ease himself to sitting. His brain is downshifting too fast to focus on anything else. The frigid static of his mind melts into the warm, hazy embrace of basking instinct.

He has just enough presence of mind to barely lift his head, looking at his brother with one eye. "You comin' or what?" He mumbles. Seriously. Quit being such a martyr. The shower's just big enough to share, if only barely.

[duelkatana]

As Raph clambers into the shower, Leo sits down on the toilet with a heavy exhale and just...checks out. His teeth are chattering and his head feels like someone replaced his brain with lead. He props his elbow up onto the counter and leans into it, watching Raph adjust to the temperature of the water. Don't drift off...just wait it out. You can do it, Leo.

In fact, he thinks he's doing a pretty good job of staying alert, so when Raph cracks open one eye to address him, it surprises him how hard it is to lift his head and make sense of what was just said. It comes to him after a few tries and his eye ridges draw together in response.

"It'll be a tight fit," he mumbles drowsily. He isn't quite sure why that's worth bringing up - he wouldn't flinch if it were Mike or Don. Must be because...because of some dumb reason he's too cold to care about right now. Right then. Invitation accepted.

He wills strength into his legs and miraculously takes the three or so steps it takes to get into the shower. A truly herculean feat. Water sprays across his face, running down onto his plastron, and he bites back the hiss of mixed pain and relief that threatens to slip between his teeth. Leo slides down the shower wall slowly, dismissive of his shell against tile. Lands wedged next to Raph. Huh, this is tight.

Whatever. He leans slightly against his brother, and just...checks out. Somehow, it's even easier this time.

[meanandgreen]

Their shells scrape together as Leo settles, wedging Raph awkwardly into one corner. Usually he's a big fan of personal space, especially with Leo. But stuff like this he can make an exception. He has no problem with Leo leaning against him, either. What he does mind is the sudden, unexpected flash of pain that courses its way up his bicep when his brother accidentally bumps it the right way. He grunts, flinching in surprise more than anything, then settles down again as the pain ebbs away on its own. No big deal.

He tilts his head back against the tile, letting the water run down his plastron and his slowly clearing mind process everything that just happened.

"How about we not do that again," he drawls. Of course he's referring to their icy swim in the canal and not the fighting zombies thing. There's no way he's gonna stay locked up in his suite like some coward. Not when there's still people out there who might need their help.

[duelkatana]

"Deal," he shoots back right away, eyes closed. "Stupid..."

He doesn't elaborate on that second part, but even with his brain fogged up the gnawing self-doubt finds a way to pick at him. He knew it had been a shaky plan when considering their biology...it was a huge gamble. But the Water Sector's architecture didn't have rooftops going on forever outside of the shopping district, not like New York or even the Fire Sector. They never would've made it on foot. Of course, they barely made it this way. Maybe there'd been a better alternative entirely.

Kick himself around more later. Soak up warmth now.

It takes him a few moments longer, but eventually the fog in his brain is washed away by the blissfully lukewarm water. He kind of wants to crank the heat up even more, but Donny always got so cranky whenever he tried to do that back in their world. Guess he shouldn't do that, then. A rueful smile twitches his lips.

Then Raph's grunt catches up to him, and Leo's suddenly struck by the oddity of it. His eyes blink open against the water and he lolls his head to the side, looking his brother over. He catches sight of the jagged scratch wound across his bicep.

"Where'd you get that?" he asks, brow furrowing.

[meanandgreen]

Raph glances down at his arm, but doesn't bother studying it any further than that, resting his head against the tile again.

"Dunno," he says with a shrug. And that's the truth. That whole thing had felt like one big blur, and he usually didn't remember the source of most of the smaller wounds he earned in fights anyways. Long as it wasn't a bite he didn't really care.

Or that's what he's thinking as he tries to block out the way the little scratch seems to throb in time with his heartbeat. Or the way the edges of it looked kind of red and puckered. He got enough crud in it that it's no surprise it might be a little angry.

[duelkatana]

The scratch is concerning, but it's definitely no bite, and Raph doesn't seem to be worried about it. Not that that last one is particularly comforting. And with all of the gunk they've been exposed to today...Leo sighs and reaches for the soap dish against the wall, grabbing the bar of soap and handing it to Raph. "Wash it out. The last thing we want is you getting an infection."

He's feeling pretty clear-headed now, but he's still cold and aching. Leo takes an extra minute or two to scrub the last remnants of gore from his person. Especially the back of his head, which lets loose jelly-like clumps of dark blood that turn the water pink as it circles down the drain.

He's quiet for a moment, neck cricked back against the palm pressing at it. "We have to do the windows too," he mutters. "And then we'll check the network. Maybe someone's already come up with a way to fight them effectively."

[meanandgreen]

"Yeah, yeah," he mutters, fumbling for the soap. His mind might be back up to speed, but his fingers have yet to finish catching up with the rest of him. And much as he hates Leo's mothering, he's right. Right now he can't let anything slow him down, but he still makes a big display of rolling his eyes in the process.

Outside the bathroom door, he can hear the chaos in the streets. Shrieks of pain and fear, gunshots. A falling body slams into the roof, making him practically jump halfway out of his shell. The impact rattles the tiles, sending motes of ceiling plaster raining down on their heads. Raphael bares his teeth and growls at the sound of the thing fumbling around above them.

They can't just sit here. Not when there's a freakin' zombie apocalypse happening right outside. "Yeah," he growls, quickly scrubbing the wound and rinsing off. No more wasting time. They have to get back out there and do something. "I hope so."

As he hastily puts on his gore-stained gear, he's already shivering. It's hard to fight off that primitive part of his brain that only aches for the shower's warmth again. But if they don't act soon, these things are gonna find a way in and turtle will be at the top of the menu. Not gonna happen. "You check the network. I'll get the windows."