soft_shelled | Open RP/PSL/Overflow Post

[Roxy meanwhile has gone over to grab the woman and help her collect her beaten husband, she points towards the way she and Donnie came and tells them to run. She turns to check on Donnie and sees him get knocked down.]

Donnie!

[She yells and rushes towards him, her idea is to knock over the one who is stomping him but it's hard to aim properly when you only have one eye and instead of hitting her target she overshoots and crashes into a pile of crates.]

[Donnie isn't really in any position to take too much notice of Roxy going into the crates, as he's got his hands up to protect his head from any kicks. As the thugs also kick his tech bo away from him while they beat on him, which oddly enough isn't as bad as it could be. As he always wears a battle shell when he goes anywhere, so the kicks to his back are just hitting that much to the thugs' chagrin.]

The hell, is this punk wearing something? [One of them says, as he's hauling Donnie up. The movement makes the hood on Donnie's hoodie fall back, which gets a scoff from the thug holding him.]

Brat's wearing a mask, must really think he's some kind of he-- [The words are cut off as Donnie takes his chance here and just headbutts the guy, which gets the guy to let go of him as the second one had been heading towards Roxy while thinking his buddy has got this handled.

Taking the moment to sort of gather his own senses, Donnie is just going to go after the second guy now and just tries to tackle him. Although it probably doesn't go well considering he's not the biggest turtle around.]

[Roxy pulls herself up and out of the crates, her body protesting at how many bumps and bruising she's giving it these past 48 hours and she turns to see Donnie tackle the goon who was heading for her.
He's really the only one left and she dashes over to deliver a swift kick to the guys face while Donnie semi holds him down.]

Stay down, asshole!

[She grumbles at him as he slumps to one side and she sighs, pushing her hair back and looking around to make sure that they are safe and all their opponents are out for the count. It looks like they won and she offers Donnie a hand.]

You okay?

[Other than the guy who got headbutted still being up, but he's taking notice of how the tides have turns and is just going to get the hell out of here.

Donnie, meanwhile, is going to get up off the guy after Roxy's basically kicked him out, while taking her hand. He's got some sweet bruises on his face but his mask hides most of them as he lets out a sigh of his own, as he'll pull his hood back up.]

I've had worse. Good thing I always wear a battle shell.

[He winces a little because he is pretty sure the kicks have probably dented it a little, as he's going to let go of her hand and go gather up his tech bo. Can't be leaving that behind.]

[She lets him gather up his tech bo, her eyes watching him with concern at the way he winces and she fidgets with her feet a little bit.]

Yeah, that's good.
Urm.
You did really good by the way, like...your fighting.

[Picking it up, pressing the button to make it retract into it's smaller form and then tucking it back away into his shell under his hoodie.]

Oh, um. Thanks... I do better with my brothers around though.

[He's used to group fighting after all.]

You did really well too, actually!

[She's used to fighting with a team as well but hey, they did okay together and she smiles at his compliment.]

Thanks. I mean except for when I ran into that pile of crates....that was dumb but. Yeah. Thank you.

Hey it could have been worse, you're not hurt right?

[Just totally not caring about his own injuries after all.]

... And we should probably get out of here too.

I banged the hell out of my knee but it's fine.

[She says even though really her knee is throbbing already.]

Yeah, guess we can just consider my boots lost and gone forever. Oh well.
I appreciate you coming out to look with me though.

[She looks at his face and then winces.]

Uh...you should probably get some ice on yer face soon. C'mon, grab onto my waist and I can fly us back to my place.

Okay... and yeah, it's unfortunate. But hey maybe someone who needs them found them?

[Let's put a positive spin on the whole thing, even if it means missing boots remain missing.

And yeah, his face is starting to swell up a little.]

Oh I can fly myself... [Or he would, but there is an unpleasant sound from his battle shell. Looks like he's unable to get it to go into flight mode, as he frowns.]

Or not.

Yeah, let's hope so.

[She says with a smile because it does help to think that someone who needs them more than her has found them.]

It probably got banged up in the fight. I'm sure Mr. Lynch has some tools you can use to fix it back at our place.

[He sighs, as much as he doesn't want to have to fix it with tools that aren't his own he just might have to.]

Okay well, let's go then.

[This is going to be awkward, but hey she said to hold onto her waist so he's going to do that unless she changes her mind.]

[She feels herself wanting to blush when he wraps his hands around her waist but somehow manages to keep it at bay by concentrating on her powers, throwing up a gravity bubble around them and lifting them up and off the ground.

She then speeds the little bubble towards the apartment building that Mr. Lynch owns, the sensation probably a little different compared to when Donnie flies on his own. It's eerily smooth and there's a feeling of being suspended in space.]

[It most certainly is different from what he's used to, for sure. If he had to compare it to something, he'd say it makes him think of floating in water.

Anyway, he'll keep a good hold on to her since he doesn't want to fall and hopes it's not too stressful for her to do this.]

[It's not stressful for her, Roxy has carried a lot of her team mates in bubbles like these before, it's just interesting to do it with Donnie now. Mostly because for some reason she is very aware of his hold on her and the feeling of him being so close, so much that when she touches them down on the rooftop she feels a little light headed.]

This way.

[She says, hoping to god she isn't blushing, and motions for him to follow her to a service elevator that scans her eye quickly before taking them down a few floors.]

[He stumbles a little once they land, not used to the change from gravity bubble to solid ground.

He'll nod at her words and just follow her wordlessly into the elevator, remaining quiet the whole ride down the few floors.]

[The elevator dings and opens up on a large apartment that takes up the entire floor, Roxy exits and starts to holler out to see if any of the other members of Gen13 are home or not.]

Helloooooooooo, guys? Anyone home?

[They are greeted with silence and Roxy shrugs.]

Guess they're all out, c'mon. Kitchen is this way.

[With the fact that they seem to be alone, he'll pull his hood down and yeah... His face is really looking bad in the better light of being indoors.

And he is looking impressed at the apartment, he's only been in like two others and they most certainly weren't the kind that takes up a whole floor.]

Ah, right... The ice.

[And he'll follow her to the kitchen.]

[With the lights on she sees how bad his face is and her eyes widen and she basically shoves him onto one of the bar stools that are sitting at the large kitchen island.]

Ohhh Donnie, your poor face. [She says as she hurriedly gets the ice pack out of the freezer and wraps it in a clean cloth, coming over to him and gently pressing it against the area that is swelling up.]

[He is shoved into a seat, without a fuss from him. And really his mask covers up the worst of it.]

It's fine, I've had worse done to me. [His tone is light, which compared to say... Fighting for three days straight? Or falling through the sky and landing on Staten Island? A little bruised-up face is nothing.]

Yeah but it's never fun.

[She counters and her good eye flickers to his for a moment before going back to look at his injured areas.]

Is that a little better? I can get you some Advil or somethin if yer in pain.

Yeah, yeah.

[He thinks it could be a lot worse, so of course he's going to underplay it.]

I'm good, I don't need any pills.

Okay, if you change your mind let me know.

[She says and then looks down at his body.]

Do you need a second ice pack for anywhere else? Ribs?

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Okay.

[He doubts he'll need it, which he may regret later, but that's for future Donnie to worry about!]

Nope, my shell took most of the hits and my plastron is pretty sturdy.

[As he says this, he'll bring a hand up to tap himself on his chest area... Don't mind the slight wince from him as he does that.]

See, I'm fine.

[She catches that wince and frowns.]

Uh-huhn. Bullshit.

[She takes his hand and makes him hold the ice pack to his face while she goes into the freezer to get another ice pack. She then moves closer so she can place it against the area he just tapped.]

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