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“    oh  you  NAUGHTY  thing !     ”         tail  is  swung  to  backhand  face  as  he  draws  near ,  close  enough  to  catch  the  air  she  leaps  from .   too  close  for  villain’s  comfort !   fire  splashes  in  a  wave  before  him ,  parting  them  like  the  rocks  at  sea ,  giving  jinx  enough  time  to  clutch  onto  support  beam  and  rocket  up  to  the  ceiling’s  final  breath .

out  the  skylight  she  launches ,  free  to  the  open  air .   if  he  didn’t  grab  her  soon ,  she  too  would  be  lost  to  the  city  night .

While teleporting blades certainly makes travel easier, they don’t eliminate all problems… Even though he’s able to dodge most of the troublesome seeds, he still occasionally has the rather unlucky timing of coming right out of a portal and tripping over the pesky plants. Uttering a soft string of words that would likely get him grounded if a certain rat overheard, he stumbles, slashes and portals his way through or around the obstacles she tosses his way. Her obstacles don’t stop him, but they certainly slow him down. 

“Burning at the stake? Please that’s sooo last century or whenever the Salem Witch Trials were.” Leo retorts, chest heaving as he tries to close the ever growing gap between them. “I don’t fear madness. Being mad is fun. Besides the Baron is technically one of my makers so by following you I’m sorta doing what you asked.” 

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“ my baron, please. . . you are too kind. ”

clawed digits curl back a lock of stray ghostly hair, smile meek and evidently embarrassed by his boisterous praise that echoes down empty walls. for years she has struggled beneath him, learning from his likeness and being swallowed by his greatness's shadow. never had she ever been given a chance to stand on her own, to prove her worth. . . yet now here he is, building jinx up like the protégé of his lifetime.

“ i am only doing my duty as your second in command. ”

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“ALSO, LOOK AT MY LITTLE MINION. THIS IS WHY SHE IS THE MAID OF HIGHEST HONOR.”

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@germholehater

               I would risk everything for you,                                                                and…                                                                    I’m not sure why.

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what  she  doesn’t  expect  is  leo’s  quick  escape ,  head  whipping  back  to  glare  in  inconvenience  when  he  catches  up .   grimace  is  quick  to  snipe  down  his  confidence  if  it  leans  too  far  into  her  court ,  seedlings  scavenged  out  from  beneath  cloak  to  throw  his  way  and  provide  obstacles  as  jinx  ascends  towards  rooftop .           “     you  know  NOTHING  of  the  baron  and  what  he’s  done !   you  who  speaks  so  little  of  his  greatness ,   i  should  have  you  burned  at  the  stake  for  your  insolence .     ”

lower  paws  grip  and  shoot  her  higher  into  the  air ,  beam  by  beam  heading  for  skylight  to  escape  through .   as  vines  and  roots  carve  their  way  through  scattered  seed  bombs ,  jinx  scars  her  claws  through  metal  to  occasionally  leave  her  fettered  markings ,  a  reminder  of  the  baron’s  finest  having  waded  through .   once  a  kasai  leaves  their  mark ,  it’s  easy  for  them  to  return  once  environment  is  assumed  safe  once  more .

“     your  chase  is  pointless ,  leonardo !   forgo  your  ascent  to  madness ,  return  to  your  maker !     ”

blue menace​:

at  first ,  he  had  her  keenly  attune  to  his  little  parade  of  charm  and  charisma .   oh ,  she  knew  such  trickery  ALL  too  well .   it  was  often  how  she  managed  to  tread  too  close  to  their  lair  one  too  many  times .   what  she  HADN’T  expected  was  leo  leering  his  way  in  like  he  carried  interest  in  her  beyond  mere  enemies .   though ,  that  didn’t  last  long .           to  his  finely  combed  request ,  she  snorts  a  laugh  that  heckles  out  in  true  peanut  gallery  style .

“     you  HONESTLY  think  i’d  divulge  any  information  regarding  my  baron ?   your  brothers  were  right ;   you  really  MUST  be  the  weakest  link .     ”             grin  sharpens  as  knuckles  produce  a  few  biohazardous  seeds  between  them ,  flashed  before  tossed  to  the  hamato’s  feet  to  grow  rapidly  abrasive  roots  to  coil  and  latch  him  to  the  floor  as  she  seeks  higher  ground ,  hopefully  to  scamper  away  while  he’s  occupied .

“    better  luck  laying  it  off  on  someone  with  a  lesser  mind ,  hotshot !     ”

Logically he knows his brothers would never say that. Sure he can be a bit impulsive sometimes but the weakest link? That’s not true. She’s lying. She has to be. Either that or she just misunderstood what they said. There’s no way he, the one that portal chopped a krang is the weakest link. Her words clearly strike a nerve, with his muscles tensing and his grin fading as her words truly sink in. 

He doesn’t have much time to emotionally hurt before he’s physically hurting, some rather nasty seeds sprouting troublesome coils that intertwine around his legs and feet. “You ought to know better than to try to outrun someone who can teleport, hotshot,” he quips, slashing both legs free before creating a portal. His aim is a bit off so he ends up a few feet behind her but at least he’s close. “Where are you hurrying off to anyway? Back to the Baron? He doesn’t care about you. He’s just using you. Using people is sort’ve his thing.” 

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oh ,  friend !

“Yes ma’am I did!” She said, grinning even wider, “Splints is gunna be busy for a good bit while I am here to help you with things! Tell me what to do.”

Reaching up, she gently grasped Jinx’s wrist and gently pulled her hands away from her cheeks, “I got your back, friend.”

“     ah ,  good !   good !    jinx  have  very  ‘portant  thing  for  miss  april  help  with .     ”          as  the  o’neil  lets  go  of  her ,  she  snaps  from  point  a  to  point  b ,  all  the  way  beside  dress - top  where  she  gathers  up  a  few  handkerchiefs  she’s  embroidered .          “     take  colors  to  brothers  with  each  color .   have  their  name  ‘nitial  if  you  need  help .   off  you  go ,  friend !     ”

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@o-neil :   Don't mind April suddenly kicking open the door and yelling, "WEDDING!"

THE  PANIC  IS  REAL ;   maid  of  honor  nearly  tightening  her  brassiere  a  little  too  tightly  as  fellow  bridesmaid  boots  down  their  dressing  room  door .   impish  yokai  is  quick  to  skitter  over ,  hurry  hands  to  glitter - sprayed  cornrows  she  had  pain - stakingly  styled  for  the  event ,  quickly  evening  out  their  separations  before  grasping  hold  of  april’s  cheeks .          “     have  you  kept  splinter  away ?    please  tell  jinx  he’s  been  FAR  from  baron !!!     ”

even  under  high  stress ,   a  true  spy  must  maintain  her  innocent  profile .

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@fibcnaccii

              i had a 

                            marvelous

                                    time 

                     ruining everything

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i  would  never .

Well, there went his chances of ever sitting down anywhere, literally ever again. He scrambled back off the chair and away from the whip-like snap of that firecracker noise she persisted in making whenever she spontaneously combusted, glowering as she settled onto his work.

“ … what can I say? I live with a bunch of dum-dums. But … seriously. You are on our side now, right? I mean, Baron Draxum is. Aren’t you guys like, a package deal? ”

“     who  can  say ?    i  originally  thought  so ,  but  it  seems  we’ve  drifted  a  bit  since  being  drafted  into  your  arms .   what  do  YOU  think ?     ”

tail  sways ,  lingers  like  a  cat  stalking  its  prey ,  eyes  wide  and  pupils  narrowed  in  on  donnie .    she  likes  watching  him  squirm ,  watching  him  writhe  away  from  her  attention .   a  grin  itches  at  lips  corners .                 “     so  tell  me .   do  you  see  me  as  your  next  biggest  enemy ,  or  as  you  turtles’  newest  pet  project ?     ”

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@o-neil

i never cared for 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 …                                     … until ʏᴏᴜ entered ᴍɪɴᴇ

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@priimeblue

                               I am selfish                                  I am broken                                     I am cruel                         I am all the things                              they might have said to you

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                    go on.                         UNDERESTIMATE ME.

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what flower are you ?

Tulip At one time, the frenzied demand for these bright, happy bulbs made the tulip one of the most expensive flowers on the market in Holland and Turkey. While tulips have become more affordable in the modern age, tulips have become synonymous with fame and yellow bulbs are often called “smiles of sunshine”.

You share the limelight with the tulip as a popular individual who can light up your surroundings and make even perfect strangers feel perfectly at ease. You are an expressive, charismatic type of person who is adept at making others feel comfortable and special, and your charm is often deeply influencing to others whether you are aware of it or not. Often artistic and active, your expressive nature and youthful energy ensure your presence is never forgotten.

tagged by :  @fibcnaccii

tagging :  anyone  who  wants !

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me ?   never .

Man he hated it when she talked like that - but even more when she skittered – too close !! He hiked one leg up as he scrambled higher on his chair, as if he’d seen a spider, teetering precariously in an effort to lean away form her leering form.

“ … nnnnoooo? - because in order to doubt you, I would have had to actually believe in you in the first place. ” He grimaced, slamming the tank’s hood closed and almost taking off the tip of her nose in the process. He was practically choking down bile in the face of the pedestrian pet names his brother had taken to using. Man love was gross.

the  yipe  that  escapes  at  the  slam  of  hood  elicits  an  equally  frustrated  snarl  akin  to  a  ferret  mixed  with  a  chihuahua .   noisy  little  runt ,  isn’t  she ?    tail  swats  to  and  fro ,  ticked  off  as  horned  demon  scuttles  under  his  chair’s  legs  to  further  make  his  skin  crawl .   behind  its  backing  she  creeps  up  to  stand ,  raking  claws  along  the  furbishing  for  the  rancid  sounds  it  too  can  make .

                 “     oh  donnie ,  sweet  sweet  donatello .   you  were  always  right  on  the  money .   it’s  too  bad  none  of  your  brothers  will  believe  YOU  like  they  believe  in  me .     ”

a  sharp  shove  sends  the  stool’s  wheels  spiraling  with  donnie  on  top ,  a  cackle  spirited  just  as  fiery  as  the  firecracker  sparks  that  shoot  from  her  form  as  she  snaps  into  flame ,  firing  off  towards  engine -- only  to  reform  atop  the  tank’s  hood ,  sat  upon  mechanic’s  work . “     what  true  irony .  .  .     ”

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you  are  never  safe ,  donnie .

“ - OH my banana pancakes!! ” He yelped in a completely dignified manner, fumbling his wrench once - twice - before catching hold of it again and clutching it to his wildly beating heart. How did she always manage to get the drop on him like that?? Heaving a sigh in order to steady his breath, he wheeled on her with a glare.

“ - au contraire, I am perfectly safe; as long as you’ve turned over a new leaf as you claim you have … ! ”

“     woe  is  you ,  so  alone  this  cumbersome  night ,  adrift  in  your  frivolities .   a  shame ,  really .     ”          will  she  elaborate ?   never ,  it’s  far  too  fun  to  see  him  squirm  under  her  lack  of  clarity ,  and  particularly  to  how  she  appears  often  from  thin  air .   head  cants ,  twists  as  she  skitters  across  the  floor  to  leer  around  his  invention’s  side  and  crane  her  head  to  peer  into  open  hood ,  see  what’s  inside  and  note  any  peculiar  parts  she  may  need  to  (underhandedly)  report .

“     are  you  doubting  me ?    is  leo’s  little  jinxie  winksie  not  INNOCENT  enough  for  you ?     ”

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@fibcnaccii  cont !

watching  from  the  shadows ,  tail  flicks  idly  to  and  fro .   truly  like  a  horror  film ,  jinx  trails  his  slow  notice  of  his  surroundings ,  her  giggle  ominous  and  echoed  off  sewer  walls .   leo’s  girlfriend  was  an  odd  one ,  a  little  leech  in  the  lair ,  she  who  secretly  worked  for  the  baron  for  years  before  his  redemption .   now  after  all  this  time ,  she  was  making  kissy  face  with  donnie’s  twin ,  holding  hands  and  constantly  menacing  tech  whiz  from  across  the  homestead .

claws  dig  into  furniture  as  she  lures  out  from  her  spot ,  stepping  out  into  the  light  to  confront  genius  now  vulnerable .       “     well  well  well ,   not  so  safe  anymore ,  are  you  SOFTSHELL ?     ”

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at  first ,  he  had  her  keenly  attune  to  his  little  parade  of  charm  and  charisma .   oh ,  she  knew  such  trickery  ALL  too  well .   it  was  often  how  she  managed  to  tread  too  close  to  their  lair  one  too  many  times .   what  she  HADN’T  expected  was  leo  leering  his  way  in  like  he  carried  interest  in  her  beyond  mere  enemies .   though ,  that  didn’t  last  long .           to  his  finely  combed  request ,  she  snorts  a  laugh  that  heckles  out  in  true  peanut  gallery  style .

“     you  HONESTLY  think  i’d  divulge  any  information  regarding  my  baron ?   your  brothers  were  right ;   you  really  MUST  be  the  weakest  link .     ”             grin  sharpens  as  knuckles  produce  a  few  biohazardous  seeds  between  them ,  flashed  before  tossed  to  the  hamato’s  feet  to  grow  rapidly  abrasive  roots  to  coil  and  latch  him  to  the  floor  as  she  seeks  higher  ground ,  hopefully  to  scamper  away  while  he’s  occupied .

“    better  luck  laying  it  off  on  someone  with  a  lesser  mind ,  hotshot !     ”

STARTER CALL // @humnsources​ 

“Girl, blue is so your color,” Leo compliments Jinx both on the color of her skin and her current outfit choice. “I myself am a connoisseur of anything and everything that is azure color. Perhaps we could chat and compare notes.”

As he speaks, he casually leans against one his swords, his other sword is still harmlessly strapped to his back. “We can talk about our favorite shades of blue, our least favorite shades of blue and on the small chance we get sick of talking about blue you can tell me all about the baron. So what do you say, up for a chat?”

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eyes  widen ,  expression  alight  with  instinct  and  exhilarated  adrenaline .   claws  hitch  from  beneath  her  cloak ,  mask  having  been  scrapped  earlier  in  the  tussle  before  raphael  had  handed  her  off  the  equal  field .   his  mistake !   tail  whips  as  she  takes  off  in  a  ferret - like  sprint ,  launching  from  current  position ,  to  wall ,  to  rafter ,  only  to  extend  arms  out  to  grab  hold  of  her  incoming  drop .

regardless  of  his  preparation  or  lack  thereof ,  jinx  clings  to  his  face  immediately ,  scuttling  around  with  yokai  nails  blazing .   scratches ,  bites ,  anything  she  can  get  her  grasp  on  --  the  kasai  goes  absolutely  unhinged  in  her  first  strike .   he’s  lucky  her  tail  doesn’t  go  for  a  headlock .

STARTER CALL // @humnsources​

Weapons tossed aside in a display of confidence, he stares down his far shorter opponent. Eyes narrowing as he studies her, he’s uncharacteristically quiet, not uttering a single word as he makes two determined fists and raises them to guard his torso and face. Then again maybe he should guard lower considering how short she is…

Giving her a ‘come at me,’ wave, he smirks in both confidence and anticipation. This is going to be one hell of a fight.