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Sammy McCoy
Posts : 4 Join date : 2016-01-11
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 3:14 am | |
| Thank god she actually agreed with something! He smiled at that and started to lead the way.
There are three of them here now I think. Not sure what the plans are for them. But I hear they are really dangerous. Like ninjas! Crazy shit man.
He lead her down to one of the lower floors and pressed in his security code.
They should all be in their cages now though.
The door opened and Sammy led Mel in the very large room where the turtles were being held.
And here we are!
That's when he spotted Erica. Damn she looked hot! He waved Mel away to go look around and walked up to Erica.
So uh...Hows about that dinner. You look fabulous by the way. Little did he know, flirting with Erica in front of Raph could be trouble from him later on. | |
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Melissa Andreas
Posts : 235 Join date : 2015-02-11 Age : 23
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 3:20 am | |
| " They don't look happy in there and the way they're built is human. Which means they have feelings and thoughts like a human does. Stockass is gonna pay for everything he has done." Mel commented as she walked/limped to the so called cages this shouldn't have happened to them. If it wasn't for being turtles they would be human and free. She got as close to the cages as she could ignoring Sammy and the other girl they weren't important for the moment. | |
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Baxter Stockman
Posts : 129 Join date : 2014-08-29 Age : 47
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 3:28 am | |
| With all the pleasantries and talking done. Baxter walked out to see the female turtle. The men lead Baxter to the truck that the female was in and knocked on it a bit.
Soon the turtle was reveled and Bax clapped his hands together happily.
She's fantastic! perfect! He commented. She will be well taken care of, I have talked to the best in turtle care. Also known as the local pet shop that had no idea what Bax was doing.
I think we should introduce the male to her slowly though, He's a bit...stress right now. Though it all it takes is a good woman to unstress. right gentleman? He chuckled to himself but slowly stopped when he seen his little joke was not setting well with his company.
uh. Anyway! Lets get her inside then. | |
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Raphael Hamato Canon
Posts : 509 Join date : 2014-08-25 Age : 27 Location : In the shadows of yer nightmares.
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 3:44 am | |
| Raphael had been completely out of it ever since falling asleep, curled up around Erica. He was unaware of his current situation, but shifting to a face-down position became very uncomfortable. Each inhale treated his lungs to an unhealthy dose of sand, causing a coughing fit that eventually woke him. It took a moment to register that his capture was more than a horrible nightmare unfortunately, and the uncomfortable substrate beneath him was actual sand.
Groaning from the discomfort, he pushed himself onto hands and knees, struggling to get his bearings. The tubes connected to catheters still transfusing the life sustaining blood, saving him.. delivering him into this new non-existence as a captive. A tool to be used. Unaware at the moment that any eyes were on him, he violently ripped the tubes from his arms, the blood spilling onto the sand. If this was his life now, he'd rather die! And with no Erica here to calm him down, to convince him that things could get better... no. He was caged and would be cut to pieces, and the time in between that would be spent in solitude.. inside a fucking child's aquarium!! It was an insult to what he was and his intelligence and even more indication that he was nothing but a fucking animal to them!
He could feel the eyes on him before the voices even registered. Heart thumping violently within the confines of his chest, anxiety kicking in. Nictating eyelids slid over his topaz gaze and he charged the glass, slamming himself hard against the unbreakable barrier, not yet realizing that his brother was right outside. The momentum knocked him back but with the adrenaline pumping, he slammed into it again, and again, unaware of the damage he was causing himself, now would he care. Death was better than being their little experiment!
Growling and snarling like a wild animal, he continued to hit the glass, a loud crack could be heard, but unfortunately it wasn't the glass.. his plastron and carapace were taking a real beating... | |
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Erica Martins Moderator
Posts : 885 Join date : 2014-10-18 Age : 25 Location : solitary confinemnet
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 3:56 am | |
| The japs just stare at Baxter, perhaps his intern was the better choice in discussing transport and shit with, the care not for Mei - but as their property...
"We wait for your team?" Daichi asks the man.
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Fuck!
There were too many people! Donatello was supposed to be delivered to a almost empty space and she get him I've fluids and light snacks to recover, wake Raph and
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Well one thing was accomplished! But he was going to hurt himself!
Therefore she had no time to refuse or accept Sammy - she lightly shoves him to Mel. "Get her out! Get out !" And hurried towards the aquarium scrambling up the side and flashing her bright red panties again thanks to her efforts lets herself drop into the tank with Raph, expecting him to charge, waiting... "Raph..." Voice low, entreating, a call to a friend not an animal...
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Baxter Stockman
Posts : 129 Join date : 2014-08-29 Age : 47
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 4:00 am | |
| And the team was now coming out to move the girl. Just in time. Oh how Baxter was so bad at these things. he hated meeting with people. Expecially people from other walks of life. He just smiled and tried to act pleasant as the team started to extract the female from the truck to get her inside.
See. All is well. Oh please let this day be overwith soon. | |
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Sammy McCoy
Posts : 4 Join date : 2016-01-11
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 4:02 am | |
| Soon the red one was going crazy. Ooookay then. Sammy moved over to Mel and pushed her to the purple one.
Lets move over here. though I have a feeling my future wife is about to be killed by a turtle. Shame. OK! Hello purple turtle. Sammy called out to Don and tapped on the cage.
I think they can talk...Pretty sure. | |
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Melissa Andreas
Posts : 235 Join date : 2015-02-11 Age : 23
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 4:06 am | |
| " If you care about her then go and help her you asshole. Or are you nothing more but a coward unless you don't really care about her." Mel growled at him in anger he was doing nothing but stand by another cage with a turtle in it acting like the poor thing was nothing but an animal when obviously they weren't. | |
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Sammy McCoy
Posts : 4 Join date : 2016-01-11
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 4:11 am | |
| bfffffft. Ok and I'm suppose to do what? We're not even suppose to be in here. I can't help it if she wants to go out this way.
Sammy watched a little longer then rolled his eyes.
Fine! You stay here and talk to him.
Sammy walked over to the tank trying to think of how to help the girl. Get the hell out of there! He yelled at her. He then motioned for some of the others around to get the guns. Stockman is going to be so pissed!
Sammy got his own gun and started to climb to the top of the tank to take Raph out. | |
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Donatello Hamato Canon
Posts : 407 Join date : 2014-08-27 Age : 26 Location : New York City
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 4:19 am | |
| After seeing Raph freak out, Don made even more of an effort to get his brother's attention. "Raph...please...stop..." Then he cleared his throat and tried again, this time his voice was even stronger. "Raph...don't!"
Then he saw a girl come up to him. He didn't feel like talking to her. Except...she didn't seem to like this situation they were in any more than they did. He did give Mel a small smile before turning his attention back to his thrashing brother.
"Somebody stop him." Don coughed a couple times, his throat so dry. "Calm him down!" | |
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Melissa Andreas
Posts : 235 Join date : 2015-02-11 Age : 23
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 4:31 am | |
| " There's gotta be a way to let you out so you can help your friend." Mel commented not liking the situation trying to find a way to set the turtle free. She scanned the cage for something but couldn't see anything so that was a bust. She shook her head in frustration and finally after who knows how long with what she had put up with the tears had come and wouldn't stop.
" I'm sorry I can't get you out like I couldn't escape this damn place." She told the turtle frustrated. | |
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Mei Pieh Chi Canon
Posts : 33 Join date : 2015-12-29 Age : 23
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 4:36 am | |
| Mei had tried everything under the sun to retrieve that apple. She had even removed her bandana and attempted to snare it, but then she heard voices outside the van. A female and.. a males voice that sounded vaguely familiar. It was enough to cause her actions to halt, not wanting to bring any attention to herself. She moved as far to the back of her cage as possible, and waited for the noises to fade. Although the female didn't sound threatening, Mei had come to fear all humans. They inflicted pain and suffering, and none seemed to view her as anything but a dangerous animal...
Then more voices, and the back of the van finally opened. Her 'handlers' were there, accompanied by a new man. And then there was more, but it seemed they were only there for transport. She stared at them with wide,fearful eyes, panic rising, but she tried not to freak out. High anxiety levels usually earned her a sharp needle and drugs injected into her veins... | |
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Raphael Hamato Canon
Posts : 509 Join date : 2014-08-25 Age : 27 Location : In the shadows of yer nightmares.
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 4:56 am | |
| Raphael was NOT in his right frame of mind. The beast had completely taken over and there was only anger and a blinding hot rage. He smashed into the glass, his blood splattering and streaking in places. And then a familiar scent hit him, coupled with her soft voice and that of his brother... his brother?? Was Donnie here? Lungs burning beneath the weight of their exertion, he crumbled for a moment, trying to catch his breath, fighting to bring himself back...
.. but then another scent hit him. Obviously male and this was not his brother!! Another bone chilling growl and he charged to the end where Sammy was dangling, jumping, he grabbed the man's leg and slammed him to the ground. A reverberating roar as teeth found the man's neck and he gave him a violent shake, then dropped him... | |
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Sammy McCoy
Posts : 4 Join date : 2016-01-11
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 5:02 am | |
| Sammy thought this would be an easy rescue. Shoot the turtle, get the girl out. That was NOT what happen. Before Sam could get a good aim, he was grabbed. He couldn't even scream before he was on the sand and being attacked.
The gun went off. But it wasn't aimed at anyone or thing.
Finally the man found his voice and screamed for help. Other men in the room rushed to get Raph under control as Sam laid bleeding out. But the only way out. Was at the top of the tank. No one was about to open the vault like door, that would only let the turtle out.
Sammy blinked his eyes trying to see through the blur. He grabbed his gun again and with a shaky aim shot another round of tranquilizers. | |
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Donatello Hamato Canon
Posts : 407 Join date : 2014-08-27 Age : 26 Location : New York City
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 5:05 am | |
| Don felt absolutely helpless! He wanted so badly to reach his brother. This...cage he was stuck in didn't allow him much room to move around at all...even if his limbs were working properly. He spared Mel another glance, appreciating her effort to get him out of there. "Thanks..." he whispered then looked on in horror as his brother was out of control...and dragged someone in the cage with him.
"No! Raph, stop!" | |
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Erica Martins Moderator
Posts : 885 Join date : 2014-10-18 Age : 25 Location : solitary confinemnet
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 5:05 am | |
| "Raph!" Erica - horrified - raced to them both trying to reign Raph back in, get Sammy out - she tore the length off the dress off and hoping a flood of her scent alone and removing visual stimuli as well as his hearing would allow her great green friend... More? ... a moment to collect himself.
Sammy she knew was hurt but so was Raph and she needed to calm him. Her hands slid the soft soft silk over his face the moment he dropped Sam, hands moving to block his ear holes of all noise her scent hopefully clouding through the rage, vision impaired by the sheer cloth. "Everyone OUT!! Out! Get out!"
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Erica Martins Moderator
Posts : 885 Join date : 2014-10-18 Age : 25 Location : solitary confinemnet
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 5:09 am | |
| The two scientists with Ee opened a floor hatch grabbed Sam and pulled him out - he needed care right away - and so under her directions began shivvying out The young teen, and themselves dragging a Sammy with them. | |
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Baxter Stockman
Posts : 129 Join date : 2014-08-29 Age : 47
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 5:21 am | |
| Finally they were getting the female in the building. Just as Sammy was grabbed and attacked. Baxter looked on at the scene. Erica was IN the tank with a very angry turtle. Sammy was...dead? Maybe? No. ok they got him out. And...Was that the brat with the leg? Why was she here!?
He turned to the others and forced a smile.
Seems we have a bit of an issue. Not to worry! Everything is taken care of. Erica in there is our best mutant handler. She can calm everyone down. Or die.
Lets bring her over here. He pointed to a spot near Don's cage but still out of reach. Once we have Red settled down we'll put these two in a more permanent enclosure.
He then ran to Raph's tank. Uh...Everything ok in there? | |
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Raphael Hamato Canon
Posts : 509 Join date : 2014-08-25 Age : 27 Location : In the shadows of yer nightmares.
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 5:23 am | |
| Fortunately for all involved, Erica's tactic seemed to work. The fabric of her dress, laden with her scent blocked out the offensive and challenging smells of the human males. All stimuli was completely cut off. He fought it for a moment, but slowly began to calm, body too weak to keep up with his raging spirit. His knees finally buckled and now on Erica's level, buried his face against her, labored breaths, heart seeming to pound inside of his head. He as covered in his own blood, and bits of the man's that he'd nearly killed....
..and then he remembered...
..that voice....
"D...Donnie..." He huffed, too mentally and physically exhausted to look up at the moment and even if he could, afraid of what he would find... "Please.. please tell me.. Donnie ain't here..."
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Donatello Hamato Canon
Posts : 407 Join date : 2014-08-27 Age : 26 Location : New York City
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 5:31 am | |
| Don's eyes stayed glued to Raph's enclosure until his brother calmed down. It seemed like the woman's plan worked. Don knew it was her scent that made his brother settle down. Then he heard his own name uttered from Raph.
"I'm here, Raph." Yeah, it probably wouldn't settle his brother's nerves knowing another one of his brothers was captured, but with Raph knowing he wasn't alone had to help. "Just get some rest."
Then Don's attention was on another crate that was wheeled into the room. He met the creature's eyes then gave a weak wave. "Hi." At this point, he couldn't tell it was a female or another mutant turtle. He was just being friendly considering they are were all in the same mess. | |
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Erica Martins Moderator
Posts : 885 Join date : 2014-10-18 Age : 25 Location : solitary confinemnet
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 5:33 am | |
| Feeling Raph slowly come down... Erica did not look at or answer Baxter for the moment. Her arms slid about his shoulders and she hugs him to the soft cloth of dress that covered her belly - just under her breasts, here her heart - forcibly calmed back into a smooth natural beat from the rush frantic one of before thudded against him her breaths she measured, calming herself. Calming him she hoped.
Her fingers lightly caress where they rest and she waits.
Hearing his question she - "really really wish I could tell you he is not here Raph... I really wish I could... but he is." She answers not removing the ripped fabric of dress from his face. When he was ready he could - if he wished to.
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Baxter Stockman
Posts : 129 Join date : 2014-08-29 Age : 47
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 5:36 am | |
| Yeeeeah you got it under control. Interesting. Baxter left that tank and went over to Don.
He goes in the second tank. the girl stays where she is for now, until we can pair her up with one of them. | |
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Erica Martins Moderator
Posts : 885 Join date : 2014-10-18 Age : 25 Location : solitary confinemnet
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 5:49 am | |
| Daichi, Hiroto and Shin watched the scene unfold.
And were mildly impressed the intern, petite as she was managed to calm the great beast down. Though it made them wary and note not to go to close to the cage, standing back and for the moment watching it all unfold. | |
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Mei Pieh Chi Canon
Posts : 33 Join date : 2015-12-29 Age : 23
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 5:56 am | |
| Mei tried to take in the sights as she was wheeled into the enormous room but seeing that even more humans were there was completely off-setting. She cowered in the back of the transport cage, the gleam of her eyes all that was visible. She didn't take notice to the 'person' in the gage now beside her ..until he spoke. Her gaze drifted in his direction and her eyes locked with the most intense brown eyes she had ever laid eyes upon. And then she noticed... 'he' was a Turtle!
She seriously couldn't believe her eyes. Could it be hallucinations from the sedatives? No.. he had to be real. And.. he spoke English? Now she was glad that her father had taught her the foreign language, even though she had protested, thinking it would never be useful to her...
She moved closer, and even though she was feeling extremely shy, mustered up her voice..
"H..hello.." | |
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Raphael Hamato Canon
Posts : 509 Join date : 2014-08-25 Age : 27 Location : In the shadows of yer nightmares.
| Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 11, 2016 6:10 am | |
| Raphael sunk into her... hell, even wrapped his trembling arms around her, needing a holdfast.. an anchor. Something.. to keep him from falling into the abyss of his own mind. How easily he could lose himself and if this stress continued, he feared it would be permanent. He would become the beast that humans saw him as.
Nuzzling to inhale more of her scent and finally feeling like he had control, Raph removed the fabric from his face..noting the blood. His, and that of his victim. Yet, he was unaware of his attack on Sam. Then Erica confirmed his worst fears and he could feel the hot tears burning the backs of his eyes as he spared a glance in his brother's direction.
He gave his brother an apologetic look.. sorry that he was in this situation and feeling that he was somehow to blame. Because he should have been there, to protect them.. even though he felt as if they had pushed him away. It should have been different.
"I'm... I'm sorry, Donnie..."
Raph noted the other crate and assumed this is what the Japs had brought, but right now that was the furthermost thing from his mind....
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