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[ginsu_master]

Leo wanders into the bar yet again in search of his wayward brothers. He has pizza, presents, and candles.

He got distracted by his at home Make Your Own Yankee Candle! play set for a month. He's a turtle. What kind of attention span are you expecting?

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[ginsu_master]

"Er. That one?"

He points at the Jack because it seems more alcoholic.

"That a good pick?"

[mnt_raph]

'S my drink of choice. Take that as you will.

*Raph pours Leo a shot and slides it over to him, before drinking straight from the bottle.*

[ginsu_master]

Leo takes a drink and coughs. Because he's Leo.

"...I can tell."

[mnt_raph]

*Raph smiles.*

Me an' Jack are buds. Coulda gotten you Saki, you know.

*Raph looks at Leo, and sees Splinter. He sighs, and takes another drink.*

[ginsu_master]

"This is brotherly bonding. I should try new things."

He takes another tiny sip of the JD to prove his point.

"...new things are good." If his voice is choked, he doesn't notice.

[mnt_raph]

Just shoot it. It's supposed to taste like crap 'til you get used to it. Sippin' it'll only prolong the agony.

...

Bondin'?

[ginsu_master]

"Shut up, we can bond. It'll be good for both of us. We can compare the difference in armed combat with three and five fingers."

He gulps down the rest of the Jake and staaaaaaaaaares at the shoot glass.

"How the hell do you drink this?!"

[mnt_raph]

In large amounts. It helps.

*He takes another swig off the bottle. That makes what? Three for for Leo's one?*

I uh...don't use all five when I practice. Just can't seem to get used to it...

*Raph sounds just a bit defeated by this.*

[ginsu_master]

"Gimme the beer. I give up."

He steals it himself because he is Big Brother and that's what he does.

"What's it feel like to make a fist?" Leo looks at his own three fingered fist than back at Raph's hand. "You got a real thumb!"

[mnt_raph]

*Raph follows suit, and takes a beer. As he drinks, he opens and closes his free hand.*

Feels the same, I guess. Skins thinner, so get a little more motion out've it. Course, I've broken my fingers so many times, I could be full of shit. Mean, I'm lucky I got more than just bloody stumps.

*Wow, now that's a lovely image. Thanks, man.*

[ginsu_master]

"No bloody stumps are good. You can grip things. Like swords."

Leo is helpful and drunkish. He's a feather weight; be nice to him.

[mnt_raph]

Can't argue there.

*Raph looks over at his quickly-sliding-towards-sloshed-dom brother and half smiles. Leo represents everything Splinter wants in a student....in a son. Things that Raph just isn't, and never will be.

An' yet, Leo's the one that keeps trying. All the fights, all the swears, all the insults...and Leo's the one who keeps coming back. I mean, look at the guy now. He's almost swaying.

Raph finishes his beer, barely phased by the alcohol.*

You're gonna need a place to crash. Think you can still handle a climb?

[ginsu_master]

"Can make it home. 'm fine."

He sways.


"...okay, not fine. Promise not to let Mikey touch my pillow if I stay?"

He hates syrup on his pillow. Sticky is never fun.

[mnt_raph]

I promise. Mikey don't live with me anyway, so you don't gotta worry. He's up in a suite with Indiana Jones.

*Very carefully Raph moves the alcohol away from Leo.*

I'll even turn the heat up, it'll keep you from gettin' a hangover.

[ginsu_master]

"Mmmmm, heat. Donnie took apart my sunlamp. Been a sad day ever since."

Leo just babbles in that vein for a while because he loves his sunlamp and his candles.

[mnt_raph]

*Raph merely sits and takes it all in. Every now and again he'll realize some sort of response is expected of him, so he gives it. Leo seems contented by that.

After Raph's finished nursing Leo's leftover beer, he somehow convinces his brother that it's time to leave. They both exit out the Lake door.

As Raph closes the door behind he, he hopes that Death doesn't come for a visit as he'll be on the floor.*