[The Captain of the starship Enterprise is asking Leonardo what his gameplan is.
The Captain of the starship Enterprise is asking Leonardo his gameplan.
It's literally a scene straight out of his most fervent childhood dreams, and it almost throws him off his rails completely. But Leo remembers his pride and professionalism as a leader and as a hero; his thoughts fall into line like well-trained soldiers. He doesn't like what he has to say, but he'll say it anyway. Leo's voice is tight with frustration; he wouldn't say this to just anyone he met, but Captain Kirk has special dispensation via transposed hero worship.]
I don't have... any leads on how to get back home yet. I mean I haven't been here very long, only about three weeks. And - and there are people who've been here years, everybody wants to get home and nobody - well, nobody who's felt like sharing - has any idea. No rumors, no stories... I mean I'd take a legend about someone who managed it even once, but - but there's nothing.
So until we have something to work with, I keep my team hidden and safe. If things get bad with the kedan or our enemies show up, I don't want us to get caught off-guard.
[His expression darkens.] They told us... to get jobs. Start a life here. "Settle in."
[The sheer suggestion is insulting; Leo's face hardens into a mask of sheer determination; he'll be damned. Fifteen or not, there's real strength here, a young steel of far higher quality than the twin katana slung over his shell. The adolescent turtle is stubborn as hell and he'll accomplish this goal if it's the last thing he does:]
But I don't care how long it takes. I'm taking my brothers home.
[And Keeliai, no matter how nice it might be, will never be his home.
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The Captain of the starship Enterprise is asking Leonardo his gameplan.
It's literally a scene straight out of his most fervent childhood dreams, and it almost throws him off his rails completely. But Leo remembers his pride and professionalism as a leader and as a hero; his thoughts fall into line like well-trained soldiers. He doesn't like what he has to say, but he'll say it anyway. Leo's voice is tight with frustration; he wouldn't say this to just anyone he met, but Captain Kirk has special dispensation via transposed hero worship.]
I don't have... any leads on how to get back home yet. I mean I haven't been here very long, only about three weeks. And - and there are people who've been here years, everybody wants to get home and nobody - well, nobody who's felt like sharing - has any idea. No rumors, no stories... I mean I'd take a legend about someone who managed it even once, but - but there's nothing.
So until we have something to work with, I keep my team hidden and safe. If things get bad with the kedan or our enemies show up, I don't want us to get caught off-guard.
[His expression darkens.] They told us... to get jobs. Start a life here. "Settle in."
[The sheer suggestion is insulting; Leo's face hardens into a mask of sheer determination; he'll be damned. Fifteen or not, there's real strength here, a young steel of far higher quality than the twin katana slung over his shell. The adolescent turtle is stubborn as hell and he'll accomplish this goal if it's the last thing he does:]
But I don't care how long it takes. I'm taking my brothers home.
[And Keeliai, no matter how nice it might be, will never be his home.
Not without all his brothers... and Sensei.]