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[The fact there isn’t anything but seriousness in Mike’s words doesn’t ease Korra at all. Concussions she knew she could handle, but she would have to get a hands on to see what could be done about whatever other injuries he sustained.] Let me see him, all the family stuff can wait until I can at least make sure he’s stable.

[Humor is worth a shot though.] What is it with guys named Mike getting themselves hurt anyway.

yeah you'd think that....
[Stupid Leo. Stupid Raph. Stupid Leo and Raph being Leo and Raph.]

[His smile is small, but it is there.]

It's our lot in life, to be hurt protecting the ones we love. Such a heavy cross to bear.

[That soot and grime doesn’t go unnoticed though, so she’s sure burns are involved as well.] You boys and your selfless ways. Will you ever learn that it pays to be selfish?

[She looks from the door to the arrow, or at least it kind of looks like an arrow.] Not big on having someone pop in I see.

[Mike turns to see what's drawn Korra's attention.]

Home security is what I buy when I'm paying to be selfish.

[Hey, she's the one who started using humor as a tension breaker. This is what she gets.

Mike jerks his head in the direction of another building.]

They're at Raph's place. You...uh...don't have an issue with climbing in through the kitchen window, do you? We're not used to front doors.

[Hence the aforementioned arrow.]

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Certainly cuts down on visits from your neighbors. [Suddenly she was very thankful Arthur lived next to her and not Mike. Sure he had his questionable moments, but at least he didn't have to worry about that.]

No worries, I’ve climbed in and out of my window enough times to probably get me grounded for a few decades. Raphael is the one who made that network post? [She was trying to get them straight in her head so she wouldn’t call someone by the wrong name. No more detail was given on which network post because no need to bring up the “turtle spirit” incident again. Before she even noticed how far they walked she blinked a few times at the short distance.] You guys really do keep close, huh?

The angry one about mutants? Or the self-important one about enemies?

[Because if ever there was a breakdown of personalities...those'd be them. In nutshells. Or turtleshells, as it were.]

The angry one is Raph, and the self-important one is Leo.
[It's all said rather matter-of-factly, and without malice. Though that could change on a dime.]

Not by design, or at least not by my design. I was assigned here and had no idea these guys were this close until after I'd been vetted by Leo.

[Who is equally as paranoid as Mike, just not as practical about it.]

Definitely the angry one about mutants then. [She still wasn’t clear on the mutant thing yet since apparently everyone had different definitions.]

I met Leo the other day actually. [Casual attempt is casually done.] Sounds like he trusts you. [Deciding if she could trust an alternate version of anybody she’s ever known was hard to think about.]

So what is it about doors that make them weird for you guys? [Looking from the door to the window Korra didn’t see any difference aside from distance.]

Yeeeaaaah well that's likely changed in the meantime. [Sheepish Mike is sheepish.] We uh, had a difference of opinion and then he sent me looking for you.

[That's a diplomatic way of saying what happened, right?]

We're not really used to having them. Back home we lived underground in the sewers.

[Mike threads his hands together in order to give Korra a boost into the kitchen through the window. He's not trying to imply that she needs the help, he's just being polite.]

And here I thought it was Raph that he was always fighting with. [An alleyoop is just the thing to make her snort.] Sewers huh? Yeah, I can see how windows would be an upgrade from that. [Accepting the assist even though she didn’t need it, Korra placed her leather boot into his hands and pushes up with her other leg to climb onto the window ledge. The first thing she saw at her angle was a broken cabinet.]

You guys fight like this often or is this just another Tuesday in the turtle residence? [When she was fully over and put her feet onto the floor of the suite she went quiet. There on a bed was-] Oh no…

[This was not the way she had been wanting meet Mikey, not at all.]

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[Mike waits for her to clear the window before he leaps through himself, landing silently in the kitchen.

He won't be leaving the kitchen, not until he's invited to anyway. There'll be plenty to keep him busy while remains sequestered. He'll clean himself up, and then try his best to fix what'd been broken by Raph's emotional outburst.

Cleaning up after Raph is just something that Mike knows how to do.
After all, he's had years of practice.]

[ Mikey stirs from where Leo was stroking his head, squinting across the room. Well whoever just came in isn't green and he should probably get up and be on alert for the intrusion but then he forgets why that's important and closes his eyes again. ]

[Leo's hands are clean now, but that's about it. Just like his cousin, he's filthy with soot, burned and scraped. But his condition is nothing compared to Mikey, and he hasn't spared a single moment away from his brother other than to wash up or grab more supplies.

The rest of his energy has been devoted to the emotional cauldron of his psyche. Reviewing his choices, fuming over Mike's split from the group and Raph's refusal to listen to Mikey's warning and on top of everything, that damn knife throw that made Raph bolt like a rabbit -

It's almost a consolation to have to focus on keeping Mikey awake as he gently cleans him up and applies gentle cold to the burns that seem safe to touch.

Then Mike returns with Korra. Leo glances up with his heart in his throat; he's so off-balance that for half a second his guilt and anguish over his brother's injuries are transparent as glass. It's a sign of how off-balance he really is, because Leo would rather eat his shuriken than display that kind of vulnerability. And his lapse is gone in a blink, in favor of relief spread thinly over stress and worry, emotions he's more accustomed to sharing.]

Korra...

[Thanks for coming, is what he should say, but Leo just glances between her and Mikey. Their need is clear and so is his plea. His brothers are his life.

Please help him.]

[From Mikey, to Leo, to Mike, Korra has a lot to take in and no time in which to do it. "How did this happen?" is what is on the tip of her tongue when Leo says her name, but instead she falls into her training. Her words aren't strict or menacing, just matter of fact.] Give him some water, he needs to stay hydrated. Force it down his throat if you must.

[As she walked over to the bed Mikey was on her arms seemed to move of their own accord and the water poured out into the air; leaving behind the blood, soot, and dirt pooled in the center of each bowl. Both globs of clear water merged in between her hands and she knelt next to the bed. Having seen him awake earlier for a brief moment, she knew she had little time to tackle that concussion.] Hi Mikey, I'm Korra. Sorry we could meet in a better way.

[Her voice is soft and gentle like the swirling motions she makes with her fingers causing the water to glow a bright blue, brighter than the last time she had to heal Mike.] I need you to tell me how wonderful you think your brothers are while I do this, okay? It'll help me concentrate.

[Having heard that Mikey had saved Raph in a very selfless manner, it was the perfect lie. Concentration wasn't an issue, she just needed him conscious long enough to eliminate that concussion first. With both her hands poised near his head she smiled as she worked the water around the wound on his head. The soothing water filtered throughout the injury leaving nothing but a sense of relaxation as she smoothed out the broken skin fostering the healing process to kick into overdrive. Thank the spirits for a waxing moon. Once she was sure that the concussion was no longer a worry she pulled the water with a graceful, serene movement of her arms away and studied the wound. The light from the water allowing her a clearer view.

What she wouldn't give to have met everyone on a normal day.]

He just finished his fourth glass. [Leo's voice is quiet, practically calm. He reaches to the side of the couch for the cup, gets to his feet and leaves Mikey's side just long enough to get within throwing distance of the kitchen.]

Mike. [With that terse heads-up, Leo tosses the glass towards his cousin. Beneath the anger, which has settled to a controlled simmer beneath the demands of the moment, he is thankful for Mike's background support. That loyalty serves as Mike's saving grace right now. Leonardo's delegation of this task is a recognition of that effort, a sign of continued inclusion. He won't be ostracized from Leo's team as a result of his actions. After all, Mike is still a family member, and he's behaving like it. It's worth something.

That doesn't mean he's scot-free. Leo is still furious with him - less for bolting off on his own, though that DID create a Situation, and more for that damn knife throw - but it'll keep. He'll just nurse his ire until then, and unleash it in a far more focused and incisive manner than his verbal tussle with Raph.

Mike would be wise to batten the hatches: lil' Leo might be young, inexperienced, and unready for this challenge, but he is still a Leonardo. Mike's actions prove he isn't fully deferring to his leadership, which cannot stand. Maybe it's Mike's age that makes him disinclined to listen, maybe it's experience, maybe Leo just hasn't proven himself to his satisfaction yet. But if he's going to stick around Leo's brothers he HAS to defer to Leo as the resident leader. Anything else endangers the team as a unit. Not an option.

Fortunately, right now is not the time for that Talk. It's coming though, and there's a gathering storm in Leo's eyes. Fortunately he doesn't bother to meet or hold Mike's gaze, and immediately returns to Korra and his injured brother.]

His shell is burned, [he murmurs to Korra in an undertone that he wagers Mike won't notice. Major shell injuries, if they manage to breach the keratin and solid bone, can be life-threatening. Leo remembers the struggle after Raph's injury; Splinter was extremely careful about infection.] I think he was pinned. [By something REALLY heavy, for too damn long. Raph must have struggled to free him; Leo struggles not to entertain the prospect of what would have happened if it had been the family tank who was beneath that building, leaving Mikey alone to lift the debris.

It doesn't bear thinking about. He shouldn't have left them on their own. God, that was stupid; they're all very lucky, and he won't bank on that luck again.]

[ Mikey can see the glow even through his closed eyes and he peels them open to watch in fascination as the water swirls and spins in front of him. It's almost hypnotizing.

He does try to follow Korra's instructions, but it's hard to make his mouth do what his brain tells it to and his words are a little slurred, though the more she heals the easier it gets. Suddenly it's like a fog's been lifted from his mind and he blinks rapidly.

There's still pain, oh god there's pain, but at least he's coherent now. ]

Whoa... Did you do that?

[ Mikey tries to sit up and ohhh that was a bad idea. ]

[Mike did his best to repair the cabinet, there's only so much that can be done with what he has on hand. He was in the middle of ransacking the cupboards looking for ingredients for...for...something to cook when Mikey's voice carries into the kitchen.

He drops what he's doing, not loudly of course, and books it to the door where he leans his head into the room.

Mike merely sighs in relief, his head coming to rest on the doorframe.]

[Slurred though they may be, Mikey's talking is a good sign and Korra frees one of her hands from the water to lay on his chest as he sits up.] Easy there. No sudden movements just yet. Glad you're back with us though. [His voice was just a little less deep than the others and she couldn't help but smile at that. Maybe he was the youngest.] Yes, healing is an art of waterbending. Try and relax Mikey. [That would help with redirecting his chi as well.]

You're not kidding Leo. I can't heal his shell tonight, but the wound itself should be fine. Time is all I need for that. [Touching the water with both her hands again, she gently lets the water pour throughout the wound into Mikey's body. Washing away pain and leaving relief in it's wake. As it does so the exterior of the water collects any possible infections and pushes in it inward, flowing back to where her hands were. Blue light reflected off her face as she directed the path of the water and clots of blood swirled in the water between her hands but never leaving their sterile prison. Once the wound was clean, she felt the water send back a bit of a road block. Instantly she started to mend it, like washing a jagged stone a thousand time over until it was smooth.] Definitely a broken bone. Give me a few minutes to work on that.

[Hearing Mike's sigh does make her giggle though. Alternate universe or not, they were brothers to her.] Don't you guys worry, everything will be fine. You can sit and breathe.

[With the bone healed and the wound cleaned, all that was left was the easiest part. Tedious, but easy. Closing the wound. Swaying her fingers forward then backward gently the water responded by moving quietly, shedding it's healing throughout the wound and connecting the disrupted chi paths that accelerated the healing process. She continued doing this process, the water in her hands slowly gaining mass as the closing wound forced it out. Eventually it got where it was just a reddened spot on green skin that was being slowly caressed by soothing laps of water until it was just green with a light pink spot.]

Whew. [Korra took a deep sigh and looked at the water, the light dimming until it was gone completely. Inside there was a collection of blood, pus, and maybe miniature fragments of bone.] Well that was certainly one of the nastier ones I've had to deal with.

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[Oh thank goodness, Mikey is talking. The rest can and will be handled; now Leo knows he's going to be okay.

He smiles wryly when Korra tells them to "sit and breathe." She certainly had jumped into handling the situation, hadn't she? But once Leo saw the alertness return to his brother's eyes, he was back on top; he needed nothing more than that.

It had just been unnerving to see Mikey so badly injured. Leo's never seen anything quite like that in his life - nothing this extensive or serious. None of them have ever been in a fire like that before. Even when Mikey was concussed and unconscious a few months back (was it only that long? It feels like he's been through a lifetime since then), it hadn't rattled him like this. But that had been because he'd had a good idea of what to do to wake Mikey up, and it worked like a charm. As had sending Mike for Korra.

Leo hears Mike sigh at the door. If he says more than a handful of words to his cousin, he's going to start in on him, and he won't do that in front of Korra or Mikey. Fighting with Raph is one thing, but this? This will be a little different.]

Mike, you get that water yet?

[Mikey isn't out of the woods, but maybe if Leo can convince Korra to return over the next few days she can wrap it up. She's obviously done a lot of hard work here, and Leo doesn't want to exhaust her.]

Thank you. [No kidding it was a big job.] Do you - need anything, something to drink or eat? I think Raph still has some fruit.

[It's the least he can offer; Leo doesn't know how to thank her enough. His family is his world, and he adores his baby brother (even though he yells - which is how he says he cares about Mikey's safety). What would Leo have done if he hadn't learned about Korra, if they'd had to treat Mikey with nothing but their own resources?

Yeah, not thinking about it. He's got enough to tackle with what's in front of him, thank you. For instance, checking in with Mikey.]

Feeling any better?

[ Mikey is certainly the youngest, and the smallest of his brothers. It's fairly evident now that he's awake and talking.

He pulls a face as he feels Korra working her bending skills, feeling the water moving through him but not in the way he'd expect water to feel. It's seriously weird. Not bad weird, just weird. ]

Yeah uh, I think so. What happened? Where's Raph?

[ A beat, and then a whine. ]

Can I move now? My nose itches!

[Mike looks up at the sound of his name, dragged out of the bubble of hope that he'd so comfortably inhabited back into the here and now...where he was some how this great colossal bad guy for reasons he still doesn't completely get.

He doesn't sigh.
He doesn't even roll his eyes.
But oh how he wants to.
Hell, on the list of things he wants to do, both of those things can be found at the bottom, behind such activities as:

- Shaking the $#!+ out of Leo
- Picking up Korra and spinning her around
- Making Mikey the food-on-hand of his choice.

And yet in spite of that, the only thing that Mike does do is what he's told. He deftly spins the glass he'd forgotten was even in his hand at all, and turns back into the kitchen to fill it with the previously requested water.

But he doesn't do it for you, Leo. He does it for him. Of course, that distinction is probably only clear to Mike.

The only noise in the kitchen comes from the faucet, and then once again Mike is standing in the doorway. This time with a full glass of water so cold that the glass is already starting to sweat.

Of course,....that could also be because Mike turned the heat way up before he left to get Korra.]

My pleasure. Need to heal when I can, keep my skills sharp, you know? [With a languid stretch of her arm the water, and everything in it, sought out the sink and plunged itself in. The relief from Leo was palpable and it felt good to know she had put him at ease as well. However, Leo’s mention of fruit actually made her laugh.] Yes on the drink, [It was warm in here.] no on the fruit. I got plenty of that in jam form at home. [She gave Mike a quick wink before she stood up and stretched her arms out before her. Mikey on the other hand was certainly confirming her assumption about being the youngest, cute would be another description as well.]

Your nose is very scratchable, just don’t do anything that could put more injury on that shell. It’ll take a few more healing sessions and time to grow back in full. [Or at least she assumed it would, turtle physiology wasn’t what she learned from Katara.]

Looks like everyone had a pretty hectic day today. [Korra herself had completely lost track of time aside from the fact that it was night, which thankfully had more than a crescent moon to help her healing. The missing Raphael seemed to be the elephant in the room that Korra opened her mouth to address, but stopped herself so it just sounded like her tongue made a very light click.]

[Yeah. About Raph. Leo's eyes flick to Mike, and there's a hint of the ire he's nursing in that glare. But he's not airing this laundry in front of Korra, and he'd rather buffer Mikey from what he needs to say to his doppelganger. So his attention returns to what's most important - his brother.]

Raph... he'll be back soon. He had to, ah, check on - something. [Annnnnd that was far more obvious than he wanted it to be. Quick, move on to something else. Getting water for Korra is a great excuse.] I'll be right back.

[The adrenalin is fading, Mikey is okay, and as Leo stands up he realizes just how much fire he's come into contact with today. He has to suppress a wince, sucking air in through a tightened jaw as weight settles back onto his feet. Leo is as nimble as any ninja of course, but those dinner-plates he and his brothers walk on do have a lot of surface area; it was difficult to avoid coals out there. At least they keep them wrapped, which is probably the only reason he's been able to function on them for this long. But now, the pain is really sinking in. He's not looking forward to detaching those wrappings from the soles of his feet.

But Mike doesn't wrap his. As much as Leo needs to have Words with his cousin, looking after each other is more important.]

Hectic is one word for it, all right... Korra, do you think you could give Mike a once-over too? He nearly had a treehouse fall on him.

[Leo might not be talking to you much just yet, Mike, but he's still going to look after you. SO THERE.

He turns towards the kitchen; he'll get Korra's glass of water himself.]

[ Okay so now that Mikey's got the green light to move, hopefully Korra won't mind him leaping to his feet and flinging his arms around her in a big, slightly uncomfortable hug.

Because Korra is awesome.

He pulls back after a moment and blinks huge eyes at Leo. ]

Wait, Mike's hurt?

[ Mikey squints. ]

Are you hurt?

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[Korra's wink earns her a smirk in response.
As does Leo's smoldering glare.
Really it's just the same smirk that Mike holds onto.

Coming across as completely unflappable is one of the few things Mike actually puts effort into. It's a good skill to cultivate and has many uses. Putting on a brave face in times of danger for one, and really infuriating people who are just biding their time before yelling at you for another.

Yeah, Mike knows that look, Leo. He might see it more often on another face, but there's really no mistaking it.
That look leads to a scolding, which will then lead to his full name being used...as if Leo here thinks he's Mike's Leo, and by extension Splinter.

Which is why, when Mikey asks his question, Mike decides now would be a great time to turn the tables.

Mike has never been accused of being a great strategist, and probably never will.]

Me? Oh no, don't worry about me, Mikey. If anything I'm just a little singed around the edges. Nothing a good long hot bath won't take care of.

If anyone deserves a visit from the team cleric though, it's Leo here. He went above and beyond the call of duty. Saved three kedan and me. Heck he saved me twice.

[Butter wouldn't melt in his mouth.]

[Considering the cabinet, broken chair, and the awkward feeling between Mike not talking at all to Leo gave Korra the impression that there was more to Raphael's absence than Leonardo was letting on. However there wasn't any time for her to think of that. The sudden ball of energy that was Mikey had his arms around her. A giggling Korra returned the heavy hug, making sure to avoid the missing part of his shell. Perks of being a healer was the gratitude from a happy patient.]

Are you sure? I wouldn't mind making sure you're both all right. [Actually Korra was starting to feel the fatigue from being through most of the sectors putting out fires and saving kedan left and right from dawn till past dusk. But for all she knew, so were they and making sure they were all okay was worth the exertion.

Her eyes moved from Mike to Leo and to Mike again. Half of her wanted to give a loud reminder that everyone was alive and well, the other half wanted to not make a scene. All of her wanted today to not be almost the end of the world. Their little world on a giant, dying turtle.]

What to do when your friends and family have letters written in actionspam?

Talk to your kids about the dangers of prose, before someone else does.

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TL;DR You can totally skip the action and just read the text

no but i love actionspam (that is the right term isn't it >.>?

action/spam is my otp

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