Cultural Exchange.

Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Sat Jan 23, 2016 1:33 am

Don smiled at her and shook his head. "I don't think they'll mind at all. Especially if you and I are...you know...together." He finished his pizza and boy did he need more water. He glanced at over at the pond, then back to the small pile of bottles, then to Mei, then to the pond once more.

"I really need more to drink." Then he reached for one of the empty bottles (just in case) and tried walking once more, using the glass to brace himself as he wobbly got to his feet again. "I'll be right back." He didn't have much further to go after all. He could make it.

And he finally he did. His legs gave out on him as he finally made it to the small pond then Don scooted closer to the water and used both of his hands to scoop water into them and drank deeply. He did several handfuls of water before he had enough and leaned back against the glass again to rest for a few minutes.

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Soon all was done. The scans came out good, Baxter had his mutagen. For now, he needed nothing else. Though part of him wanted to slice Raph up just to spite the Japanese guys. Maybe some other time.

Baxter got some stronger men to pull Raph back in the tank room. They rolled the sleeping turtles in the room and opened up the door to his tank then rolled him in and placed a pizza and drink for him to eat when he woke. They shut and locked the door.

Baxter himself then showed up and looked over Don and venus' tank.

You two getting along in there?

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Mei was certainly hopeful that Donatello's family would accept her as a part of them, but hearing his reasoning as to why they would caused her to blush. Would he be telling them that just so she could stay? Or did he feel some form of obligation to her since the scientists had paired them up? It made her heart ache, and while she was good at 'feeling' a person's energy and personality.. thoughts were a completely different matter.

When he struggled to get up she wondered why he wouldn't ask for her assistance. Perhaps he really just needed some privacy to.. relive himself? Whatever the case, she hesitated for only a few moments before pushing herself up and joining him, helping where she could... but not without noticing as the scientists returned Raphael to his prison. He did not look good at all. Then Baxter approached, asking his question. Still, Mei remained silent, uneasy with communicating with humans.. and especially one that only thought of his own personal gain.

The young female would have asked if Don needed his privacy but considering that Baxter had already violated that, she took a seat beside him, leaning back against the glass and struggled to overcome the anxiety of the man being so close...

Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 25, 2016 12:53 am

Don was slightly panting from exertion, but he felt much better after drinking a lot of water. Now he just wanted to rest until his next move - which unfortunately wouldn't be a very comfortable thing for him to do in front of others, but it was time. The water Mei gave him earlier had made it through his system.

It was a good thing he had a bottle with him but then he froze when he heard the man return with Raph and then address the two of them directly. He reached out and took Mei's hand and gave it a squeeze. "We're fine." He wanted to ask how Raph was but his need to relieve himself was becoming too great. He just wanted the man out of the room so he could take care of business.

After that was finished, he would check on Raph himself.

Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 25, 2016 12:54 am

Soon after the procedures had been performed and the unconscious Turtle was returned to his 'tank', a reversal had been administered to counter the sedative's pull. The staff was quick to vacate the enclosure at the first signs of life, which was nothing more than a twitch of his large hand and and rapid breathing as his body fought with the drugs. Inhaling deeply as his eyes fluttered, sand invading his sinuses, causing him to snort bloody discharge as he tried to push himself up onto hands and knees.

His limbs wobbled beneath his weight, making the thought of being upright seem impossible, and the overwhelming nausea hit full force. He heaved and gagged, finally losing his stomach contents... or the lack there of. A nice combination of blood and stomach bile that burned like acid coming up....

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Baxter was glad to hear that the two were getting along well. Then he looked over in time to see Raph puke everything up. Clearly the large turtle was not handling things well. With a sigh he grabbed one of the bigger men.

Get someone to clean up that tank. We may have to tranquilize him again. I have some other work to do. If things get too out of hand down here. we may have to call Erica back.

Baxter then left to go find Aly and fix up her arm for her.

Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 25, 2016 2:26 pm

Ben, having stood inside the door of the room watched - giving Baxter a nod when he left...

Wondering whom of the gathered personel was going to be stupid enough to go into the larger turtles' tank now.

Jerry outside the lab door had barely a moment to hide the hackysack he had been bouncing about from foot to knee before the big cheese himself came out and was off to do, whatever he did. Sending him off with a vague and friendly "Sir." Jerry slid back inside the lab but remained by the door.

Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Jan 25, 2016 8:04 pm

Well, so much for the privacy. And hearing Raph in the next tank made any attempt to use the bottle long forgotten. "Raph? Are you--Oh!" Don covered his mouth at the noise. Yeah, maybe it wasn't a good idea he ate that pizza now. He breathed deeply through his nose, trying to settle his own stomach.

Don swallowed, fighting back his own gag reflex and sighed. He felt really bad for his brother. He hoped Erica would come back soon. She has been the only one able to pacify the hothead since he came in here.

One thing was for certain: it would be a very long time until they were alone again.

Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Tue Jan 26, 2016 5:00 am

Ben&Jerry: They all stood there sort of gazing at ech other and debating whom should be the next Sammy and go into the great big scary turtles tank to deal with the mess... the group had even drawn well back from the tank and were trying to find pencils and pens to do a ' straw draw with to see whom would be the unlucky fool. Jerry rolled his eyes and paged the intern.

Mei Pieh Chi: Mei felt bad for Donnie. Obviously he was not dealing with the drugs well. Perhaps it was because it was his first encounter with them, or they overdosed. Unfortunately her body had became accustomed to it, though she still had not shaken the last round due to being sedated several times throughout their flight. She also heard Raphael in the distance and felt bad for him, too. He had no handled his introduction to captivity well. And she heard Baxter suggest that he may have to be sedated once again. "That is not wise." She finally spoke, hopefully loud enough for the head scientist to hear her. She hated talking to humans- despised communicating with the scientists, but she felt it was in Raphael's best interest. Surely they realized that his body was reacting to the injuries and blood loss and multiple sedations. Frowning, her attention returned to Donatello, noticing his color had paled somewhat, nausea taking its hold.

Raphael Ugh..fuck! Vomiting was never fun by any means, but to do so on an empty stomach... right now Raphael couldn't think of anything worse, aside from being captive. Mind still struggling to catch up and still hazed from the sedatives and blood loss, it took a moment for him to remember just where he was as the next round of violent heaves shook his body, limbs trembling beneath him as he tried to keep from collapsing in his vomit. Even though directly beneath the heat lamp, he felt cold- extremely cold. And those asshats were outside, appearing to be playing some game. Man, how he hated them... how he hated humans! They considered them animals, unfit for lives outside of cages and their only existence to be poked and cut up and... killed. His bloodshot, angry eyes fixated on the two men, a low snarl emitting as he gave into his hatred for them, envisioning ripping them apart with teeth. If they thought he was an animal... he would treat them as such...

Donatello: Donatello reached to drink some more water, trying to ignore the sounds coming from his brother's tank. He ended up with a small coughing fit as he finally stopped and sat against the glass again, panting. He felt a little better as far as the nausea went, but his other need was still very much apparent. But there were far too many people around to do it. Don hadn't reached the critical stage yet, but he was rapidly approaching it. He reached for the bottle and slipped a hand between his legs. "I...gotta go..." he finally said, preparing to let himself loose so he could get rid of that building pressure between his legs.

Mei Pieh Chi: And Mei politely shifted, giving Donatello at least a tinge of privacy to.. take care of things. At least the humans still seemed to be too distracted to really pay attention to him, and for that she was glad. It was horrible that they couldn't get a moment of privacy. It was something that she had never gotten used to...

Erica: having to leave the dinner early was probably not the best thing. But she had packed her little volkswagen with most her wardrobe, some going into the backpack her father had just given her that belonged to her mother and now had some cloths, emergency hygiene care and some stuff that belonged to her mother inside ... and then after delivering Raph's shell fragments to her now empty top dresser drawer - speaking briefly to one Leonardo - then after long cuddles and hugs and even a half one armed one to Simone in thanks she left now dressed in a fresh clean tunic and leggings, said goodnight to her grandmother and father, feeling like it was going to be a long time before she saw either again. And was half way back to the labs when she received the page. And probably earning her first ever traffic violation ran the red light making post haste. She left her little car in a far left carpark in the back park space, visited her closet of an office briefly to gather Raph's stuff... maybe Simone would allow her to have Donnie's staff and Raph's sai? and arrived upon the scene finding the men hovering about and at once began shooing them out - then told Ben and Jerry to stay well back at the tank room doors... Then headed over, dropping her back pack just outside and slid into the lower hatch into Raph's tank.

Raphael: Bloody drool dripping from the corners of his mouth and nictating eyelids sliding over bloodshot eyes, Raphael now looked like something out of a horror movie. He managed to push himself upright and viciously charged at the glass, but fortunately his legs gave out from under him before his battered body could make hard contact with the glass. Not registering his muscles' pleas for rest, he tried to push himself back up, to charge again, just as Erica entered...

Donatello: Don smiled at Mei then allowed his cock to drop into view. He blushed brightly being exposed like this in front of her. Especially...with what he was about to do. But, he couldn't think about that now. He just wanted to get this over with and with Mei blocking a lot of the view from the other people in the room, he figured he could do it. He held the bottle a couple inches from the head of his cock before he let his stream go, making sure it only went in the mouth of the bottle. He let out a relieved sigh as the bottle gradually filled. He sure hoped a most of the drug was out of his system by now. The next time he had to go wanted to do it properly. After he was finished, he capped the bottle and semi-buried the bottle before turning back to Mei, smiling shyly. "You can look now, Venus." His cock had pretty much retreated back into his tail at this point.

Erica: It was a reckless move, she had no torn dress to rip up no more - and if she pulled off the off one shoulder shirt she would be back to bras and leggings and the flats... so instead she darted across the tank - between the turtle and the glass, he was going to have to charge her to get to it! and her scent she knew was thanks to a quick hot shower at home and being in her car was thick on the air around her now. His dew rag now free of shell bits held back damp hair off her face and at least two cups of hot expresso was currently buzzing through her. "Raph?" voice low and soft.

Mei Pieh Chi: 'Don't look!' Mei kept telling herself, ignoring morbid curiosity. It would only make things awkward between them and at this point, she was still too shy around him, and around the subject of 'sex'. She waited patiently, blushing profusely, and did her best to block the outsiders view of her tank mate as he relieved himself. And finally he gave her the okay to turn around and she did so, still a little pink-faced, but smiled at him. "I hope you feel better..."

Donatello: Don nodded, smiling again. "Yeah, much better." His legs still didn't want to do much, but he was slowly regaining feeling in them again. He wiggled his toes a little. "Yeah." He couldn't help but grin but his blush was still there. "Thanks."

Raphael: Fortunately for Erica, Raphael's legs wouldn't cooperate in order to have him upright once again. In his state, he would have trampled her and would have been completely unaware. But as it was, he was grounded, plastron down and breathing heavily as weak lungs struggled for breath.. and such deep breaths took in her scent, triggering thoughts and memories of her. But would it be enough to contain the overwhelming fear and anger and hatred coursing through him right now. There was only one thing he wanted right now- smash through that glass, or die trying! "You... should go..." He warned her, struggling with eyelids and rage and the beast that threatened to completely destroy that rational side of him.... "I... don't wanna.. hurt you...."

Mei Pieh Chi: Still feeling a little shy, but craving that comfort that he had provided earlier, Mei scooted closer once again, resting her head against his shoulder. Her mind couldn't help but go over and over what he had said earlier.. about them being 'together'. Was that something that he wanted, or something he felt obligated to? She was still to shy to ask, but perhaps it would all be brought to light soon. "I thought I would die alone in a cage... I am very glad that I met you..." Even if she was sorry he was in this hell.... at least he was taking it better than his brother.

Erica: She slowly approached and gently - slowly kneeling, then lowering herself to her belly, propped on elbows, reaching hands very slowly to cup his cheeks to bring those eyes to her own... not touching his spot yet, though little fingers brushed close. "There is no greater pain for I then seeing you in such pain and anger." still voice low - for him alone, not for those in the neighboring tank, not for the two assistants by the door.

Donatello: Don held her close. "So am I. And you'll never be alone again. I promise." Feeling bold now that he had gotten one need out of the way, he pressed a small kiss to her cheek. He wanted to do more, but he was just testing the waters first. A small kiss on the cheek could mean so many things, right?

Raphael: Every muscle within his being hurt. His heart and mind.. everything. There was nothing but red. Burning hot red anger and the visions of the blood of all those who had tormented him. For the people of New York who had screamed at him, called him a freak... would have him here just for looking the way he did. Would laugh at his pain, would watch on with popcorn as he was torn apart. Would find comfort in his fear, despite the countless lives he had saved. Humans were horrible creatures! In a time like this, it was hard to think of the very few good ones. April and Casey and... Erica. Her scent invaded burning sinuses, reminding him there would be a few exempt from his rage.. that is, if he could register them once getting to that point. He was so close to falling off the deep end and there would be no return. Nictating eyelids finally slid up, exposing those very bloodshot and tearfilled eyes. "I...I'd rather die than be here..."

Mei Pieh Chi: Mei smiled at his promise, and slightly taken by that small peck to her cheek. It caused her to blush and once again she wondered about his feelings towards her. She knew there were a million meanings behind a kiss, but the way he held her and managed to comfort her.. a warm fuzzy feeling like nothing she had ever experienced washed over her. She nuzzled against him, a low, contented churr rattling in her throat, startling her. Eyes widening, she shifted upright and covered her mouth, embarrassed by the noise. She had never made that sound before and had no idea what it meant... "I am sorry..."It must have been a reaction from the drugs?

Erica: "Then we would die together." Erica said bluntly. "You and I both - despite what this is, and despite the pain, uncertainty and fear that is ahead of us now and the very slim chance I can set something up to spring us all - we can both end it now... for us ...." and there was no fear... if it was all over her face, if he choose to end it - she would be right at his side meeting her end. She reaches slowly into the fold of the dew rag but not showing him what was in her hand yet.

Donatello: Mei may have not known what that sound meant, but Don sure did. And it only caused his smile to widen. "What are you sorry for? I thought it was...cute." Okay, blushing hardcore now. But he meant it.

Raphael: How scary he must have seemed, but here Erica was, at eye level with him, never minding the overpowering stench of vomit and blood and with no fear of being ripped apart. He sniffled quietly, trying to clear the discharge from burning sinuses and face still numb, could not feel as the tears fell. Body shaking from fear and anger and cold, he managed to push himself up and onto his backside, tired of snorting the coarse sand. He could only look at her, baffled that she would be willing to end it. "Why.. why would you do that?" He sniffed, God.. he must have looked a mess. As if anyone would notice.. except her."You got a whole world out there.. you were meant to be in it but me... they keep reminding' me this... this ain't my world..."

Mei Pieh Chi: Still completely confused by the noise, it was a relief that he didn't think it was ...rude. "I.. have never made that sound before... I have never heard it.." And being the only one of her kind, up until now, how could she? And then his compliment seemed to register. "You... do?"

Donatello: Don nodded again, still smiling. "Yeah. I really do." Then he pressed another kiss to her cheek to see if the same result would happen. "It means you're content...happy." And for him, something else but he didn't want to get into that right now. She would probably find out eventually if they were to ever get...physical. Which seemed more and more likely as time went on. The main question on that would be 'when' not 'if'.

Erica: "then don't listen to them... they mean nothing..." Erica wriggles forward just a little, kneeling up, her eyes not faltering once, not fear, or disgust. "and that is subjective, maybe instead of caring to fit into their world - which I never have... you choose your own. I have chosen mine. I choose him when I gave him these trinkets." And placing the two little dinner mints she took from her dinner earlier on one of his knees she reached to tug off his dew rag placing it on his other knee. "GranGran asked me tonight if I was certain about this - after telling me the rest of the story behind them. She said 'would I still have chosen to do so even if I knew what they meant?' and I said yes." She says this still not leaving eye contact. "Thats why I would indeed end it here if you did."

Mei Pieh Chi: And it would definitely have the same result. Low, quiet churrs that tickled her throat as a shy smile eased across her features. And she leaned against him once more, softly nuzzling his shoulder. The last couple of years had been so full of fear and pain, it was hard not to completely give into this comfort, allow it. She deserved it. "Then perhaps I have never been this content before- this happy..."

Donatello: Don continued to smile. "Then I feel honored to be the first one. And I'm glad I could make you feel that way." He gave her a gentle squeeze, pulling her closer.

Raphael: Raphael had honestly never heard such deep words spoken with such sincerity. Had he not already fallen for her, he would have in that moment. Knowing that she was so willing to throw away a human life for him, and if his ended, so would hers.. wow. Sniffling deeply, he wrapped his shaky arms around her and hugged gently, not trusting his strength and knowing he could easily hurt her. "I'd kiss you right now.... but I jus' upchucked pink gut juice.."

Mei Pieh Chi: Melting against him, her heart beat wildly, head fuzzy. All things she had never experienced before. She was already falling for him and that nagging question continued to plague her. "I am glad that you were the first, too. I cannot help but see the good in this situation.." And she blushed, nuzzling him softly. "I never would have met you.. if not for.... whatever they have planned..."

Erica: She was extra careful to slip not - not fall against him, not hurt him, ensuring she took up one of the little dinner mints as those large arms drew her in but also mindful that he was still injured so even melting into him, she balanced carefully on her knees and chuckled at his words, "We have a way around that..." She takes in the dinner mint first holding it between her teeth then letting her tongue catch it, then with a wink - this time captured his lips with hers - mingling the flavors of her recently brushed teeth, after dinner mint, puke and blood all in one -

Raphael: In his state, Raphael had been unaware of the mints and his dew rag that Erica had placed on his knee, that was until she took one and so boldly used it as a buffer to block out the bad taste that was his mouth in its current state. He started to protest, but she was determined and soon their lips were engaged. There was no turning back, nor did he want that. He gave into it, a shaky hand reaching back to cradle her head as he kissed her, mindful to be gentle, still not completely trusting himself in this fragile state...

Donatello: Don returned her nuzzle. "Yeah." He grinned. "I guess I do have to thank them for this. But when we get out of here, I'll show you all the good things about this world." His hand found hers again and gave it a firm squeeze. "Um...Venus?"

Mei Pieh Chi: Mei was excited to experience his world and she couldn't wait for whatever the future held. She knew they would get out of this, somehow. And if she was wrong, and if they were trapped here forever... at least she wasn't alone. When his hand found hers, she shyly threaded her fingers through his, so lost in his comfort that she almost missed his question. "Yes?"

Erica: fingers brushing his ear hole as like wise a hand shifted to cup his head and keep him there, showing she could get breath through her nose... everything she had spoke now shared as much as the mingled flavors in the kiss, she had not noted her own few tears. Her world he had become in such a short time.

Donatello: It was now or never. Don really had been wanting to ask this question since he saw her. "Do you know exactly why we were put together?" He was extremely curious to know if she felt the same way...even to some degree if she saw him as a potential mate.

Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Wed Jan 27, 2016 5:35 am

Mei Pieh Chi: Mei had only been vaguely aware of the whole reason she was brought here. She overheard the Japanese scientists discussing it as if she hadn't been in the room... as they usually did. Still, she had disregarded their chatter, unable to believe that she wasn't the only one of here kind. And now, it was proven true and it clicked why they had been paired together. Her cheeks flushed and she gave a small nod, too shy over the issue to look at him directly just yet. "I.. think so, yes." And there was a long hesitation. "They want us to....reproduce.."

Raphael: And he felt much the same. Funny how that could happen, when the right one -finally- came along. Now he realized that Mikko had only been 'hopeful lust'... the hope that he could know love, like humans did. She was just a painful lesson and a reminder of how greedy humans could be.. and then along came Erica, restoring faith and giving more than he could ever ask for. He allowed the kiss to linger for a moment, but reluctantly broke when he realized how much trouble such an open display could land her in. The scientist would find someway to use this against her somehow... "Gotta be careful.. " he whispered so only she could hear. "Could be cameras in here.. don't want them usin you against me, or me against you..."

Donatello: Don nodded. "Yeah. That's what they want." He could tell by the way she answered she wasn't ready for that yet. It was a big step for both of them. But he had one more question to ask her now. "And...what do YOU want?"

Erica: "... I think I am already in deep - not sure what it is but the last look Daichi the head japanese scientist gave me was not what I would call inspiring... it had total calculation all over it..." Erica admits tightening her embrace on him for several moments before shrugging - she was willing to accept the danger. Sides if she could bargain it to keep him from being diced up on a lab table some how - she would. "Come... you need to wash up and I got some real good blood for you this time." She winks shifting to gently press back, slip herself from his arms with a snout smooch and head back to the hatch to reach for the bag she left there.

Mei Pieh Chi" It was true. The scientists wanted them to... mate. Then came his question and she was silent for a moment, not wanting him to get the impression that she had no desire to be with him.. that certainly wasn't the case at all! In the short amount of time she had known him, he had managed to make everything better. He had given her hope. "What I want.. is for it to be our decision what happens, if it happens.. it should be because we love each other.." And that's what 'the act' meant to her. "What about you?" She asked shyly, finally looking at him. Though, she was sure that if results weren't had within a certain time frame, they would take matters into their own hands. "And what do they want with babies? All of my life I have been hated and feared by humans... why would they want to make more?"

Donatello: "That's a good question." Don thought about it for a moment. "The only thing I can guess is that they want to...experiment on them." As soon as those words left his mouth, his stomach churned. He really didn't want to think about that. "What I want...is what you want, Venus. To make that decision for ourselves. But, what I really want right now, is to see where this relationship will take us." He smiled shyly at her.

Raphael: Hearing that she thought the head scientist was planning something only made Raph hate this even more. He couldn't stand the thought of her being in danger, and he had put her in plenty of that. He returned the squeeze, still keeping it gentle and the moment he released, noticed his dew rag had made it back to him. He took it with trembling hands, running a finger over the trinkets before placing it back in its rightful place, tightening it around his head. And he dared the fuckin' scientists to take it! Hearing that she wanted him to move caused him to cringe. Every muscle, every bone and joint hurt and balance still wasn't within his abilities. Still, he gave a small nod and tried to make it to his feet, having no desire to be so exposed, even if for the moment the scientists were elsewhere...

Mei Pieh Chi: Mei had a feeling that's exactly what the scientists wanted, and like Donnie, it caused her stomach to turn. How anyone could be so cruel! One thing was for certain, if by whatever means she was made a mother, she would NOT allow anything to happen to her babies! Wow.. babies. The one thing that she thought would always be impossible was looking very likely. She could very possibly be a mother soon. Hearing his last comment caused a smile to sneak across her lips and she gently squeezed his hand. "Does that mean... you like me...in that way?"

Erica: Erica came back to him and smiled up at him. "You look guilty - don't... at least I choose this. I know it hurts, I know it is scary, and my anger burns just as brightly as yours - but some day they will feel its stinging, scarring searing heat - and we will get out of this..." As ever voice soft only for his ears, not that it took any of the determination from her tone. "And I am not afraid of what ever the men have planned..." She nods towards the log opening in the tank. "I believe that is hollow - might be more comfortable in there - hang on let me check it out first - just like with the stream water, which is by the way safe to drink." She makes her way over. "you can come inhere and get out of view and I'll find something to clean you off with." So he did not have to endure the cold shower where they shared their first kiss, not in his already half frozen state.

Donatello: Don smiled and nodded, returning the hand-squeeze. She seemed surprised but Don pretty much considered it 'love at first sight'. "Yeah. I really do." It took a while, but he finally had the courage to say it. He really did want to 'be more' to her than just a tank mate. He wanted to be her mate. Whether they had children or not would be entirely up to them, though. Don was willing to take it slow if it meant she would be comfortable being with him.!

Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Thu Jan 28, 2016 1:24 am

Even if it was her choice, it didn't make Raphael feel any less guilty. She was in this.. because of him, and still.... if felt nice to know that someone cared that much. To risk it all. For him. A creature the rest of the world had been so quick to throw away. This is why he would try. This gave him the will to find his footing, struggling for balance and slowly and very carefully, made his way to the log's hollow opening and knelt when his body became too heavy, crawling the rest of the way in.

Here he would rest and he hoped, with company. It hadn't gone unnoticed that Erica was running on empty. He offered her a hand, a silent invite to join him...

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A smile tugged across Mei's lips, relieved and happy with his answer. Fingers kneading against his knuckles, absently enjoying the feel there. No longer a void and complete emptiness. No more hopelessness. She had a reason to think of something other than a life of solitude. A future, no matter how short it may be, with someone.

"I really like you too, Donatello." And her smile grew as she reached and took his free hand with hers and pressed it against her plastron, just above her heart. He could feel the rapid flutter that he alone had caused. "I like you this much."

Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Thu Jan 28, 2016 3:06 am

She had been prepared to risk clumsiness and more tiredness to clean up the vomit.

Though watching him -

Every thought ground to a halt the moment the large hand reached out towards her, reminding the intern of the way she had slept in that cage so well simply cause he was there curled up in her lap. Kneeling and taking the offered hand in her once she had lightly dropped the back pack behind a bush to keep it from view followed him in, "Cute tail," in a playful whisper as she blinks in the darkness here her eyes not as good as his in such low light conditions, her free hand slowly seeking his form and sliding over him soft and light, guided by this and his hand into the den and beside him. Though leaving it to him to dictate how close and how much snuggling he wanted, knowing he was very sore and stiff and still not well. Though having found and cupped a cheek she leans up to kiss gently.

Sad she could not give him pain medication... but at least her body heat in here and so close should take away those shivers he had been been doing before.

Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Thu Jan 28, 2016 5:14 am

Mei Pieh Chi wrote:: A smile tugged across Mei's lips, relieved and happy with his answer. Fingers kneading against his knuckles, absently enjoying the feel there. No longer a void and complete emptiness. No more hopelessness. She had a reason to think of something other than a life of solitude. A future, no matter how short it may be, with someone.

"I really like you too, Donatello." And her smile grew as she reached and took his free hand with hers and pressed it against her plastron, just above her heart. He could feel the rapid flutter that he alone had caused. "I like you this much."

Donatello was grinning broadly now. She returned his feelings! Maybe, just maybe things would work out for both of them after all. When she placed his hand over her heart, he chuckled lightly, extremely elated and moved his other hand to the back of her head and pulled her in for a kiss on the lips this time.

He let it linger as long as she allowed but when it finally ended, he was still grinning. "And I love you this much."

Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Feb 01, 2016 2:34 am

Being a 'creature of the night', Raphael's eyes were accustomed to such darkness. It was certainly soothing compared to how exposed he had felt out there in 'the tank'. When she took his hand, a small smile stretched against his lips and he pulled her close, as close as she would allow, wrapping both arms around her. His snout nuzzled against her neck, finding comfort in that familiar, soothing scent that was distinctly hers. And that 'compliment' had not gone unheard.

"Yer into tails, huh." A small wink as his eyes fluttered, still fighting the effects of the drugs and fatigue, knowing it was only a matter of time before he would become lost in the bliss of sleep. "....yers is cuter..."

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Mei's eyes grew wide when she realized what this handsome male was doing, but that shock quickly melted away, replaced by something else. That warm fuzzy feeling returned as she experienced her first ever kiss, noting every little detail as her eyes slid closed, 'seeing' with her heart and noting every little detail. The way his lips felt against hers. So soft and welcoming. The way his hand so gently caressed the back of her neck. The pulsating, chaotic rhythm of two hearts beating, almost in unison. This whole beautiful experience that she thought only existed in those cheesy love novels that she often found, waterlogged and discarded.

It was all happening... to her! And with him. Her first ever real life crush. It seemed too good to be true. The reality of their captive situation was the furthermost thing from the young Turtle's mind.

Finally coming up for air, she looked at him, cheeks flushed and a genuine smile on her lips. He... loved her? She seriously thought she would never feel that. "I love you that much, too..."

Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Feb 01, 2016 3:03 am

Don couldn't contain his excitement any longer. He loved her...and she loved him. Now that the "L" word was uttered by both of them, it would be easier to get a little cozier together. The awkwardness wouldn't be as strong as it had been. He was grinning broadly, just making sure he heard her right.

"Really?"

He threaded his fingers with hers and gave her another kiss on the lips. This time it wasn't as long, but he just wanted to make sure it wasn't a fluke. Or he wasn't just dreaming. If it was a dream, he didn't want to wake up from it. But he was almost certain it was real. It felt so real in any case.

Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Mon Feb 01, 2016 6:33 am

"Only your tail." Her soft reply - then a muffled giggled squeak as she was drawn close and hugged so by - those arms wrapped around her and she melted this time, a soft pliable little form that snugged as carefully and closely as she possibly could both hands resting against plastron fingers lightly tracing those dental cemented cracks before just resting, she stretched toes tickling along his shins. Head tilted back as he nuzzles in - then shifting lightly resting against his head, so tired but it did not stop a wave of gooseflesh as his breaths and snout caressed her skin.

And snuggled, comforted, her eyes closing her flirty, "You should see it wiggle, wiggle -" reply to his declaration her 'tail' was cuter, tailing off into a low murmured "Love you." - every inch of her body taking her into sleep now she was where she was supposed to be -

in his embrace, in moments deeply asleep.

Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Tue Feb 02, 2016 3:31 am

Despite his surroundings and the fear and rage, for now, his mind at peace.. thanks to her. His body would finally get the rest it so desperately needed. Managing a small smirk at her comment about her wiggly butt, eyes fluttered and he didn't fight it. Enveloped by her warmth and scent, he quickly drifted off to sleep.

Giving a shy sort of nod and blushing profusely, Mei gave his hand a squeeze and returned the light kiss. "Really." She confirmed. This was all new to her, but she knew her feelings were real. She wished that her father could see this. That she wasn't alone and had found someone that could love her.. truly love her in the way of those cheesy novels. But deep down, she knew her father was now all knowing. He would somehow know that she was okay.... even if her current situation was anything but ideal. "I never thought I would be okay with being captive.. but it brought me to you.." And she smiled, caressing his knuckles with her thumb. "But we will get out of here, I know it...."

Don smiled at her and nodded. "We will. We definitely will." And, yes - being captive had been a blessing in disguise. He knew that now. He gave Mei a small nuzzle, still smiling. "How do you feel right now?"

The fear had seemingly melted away now, surrounded in the bliss and contentment that he offered. Resting her head against his shoulder, she was beginning to give into the fatigue that her earlier fears had masked. "A bit tired." She admitted a bit sheepishly. "But mostly... happy. How about you?"

Don smiled, smooching her cheek. Maybe he was a little tired, too. He had caught up on a lot of sleep while being drugged, but it wasn't the right kind of sleep. He needed rest that wasn't influenced by drugs. He was glad to get most of the feeling back in his legs, but he was hoping after a rest he would have complete control over his own body again. Don smiled softly. "Exactly the same." Then he settled a little bit lower on the glass, keeping his arm around Mei. "We should get some sleep. That will help us get rid of the toxins in our bodies from the drugs." As he said this, his eyes were closing. "I love you..."

It seemed he felt the same on both aspects. And to think. This would be the first time in a very long time that she wouldn't go to sleep afraid and alone. Yes, she had much to fear. It seemed the scientist s had big plans for her, but as long as she was with Don, she knew she would be alright. When he shifted, she did the same, head still resting against his shoulder and nuzzled a soft kiss against his neck and whispered her reply. "I love you, too." And her eyes flickered, but there was no reason to fight it and soon, she drifted off to sleep.

Donatello smiled, hearing her words as he also drifted off. It had been quite the ordeal for him, but overall this capture had brought him something he had desperately wanted - a person to call his own. Don knew this was real and Mei felt exactly like he did. It was better than he ever could have hoped for. And, when the time came, he would make sure to protect her and...any little ones if it ever happened. Don was just content to have her in his arms for now.

Subject: Re: Cultural Exchange. Tue Feb 02, 2016 10:59 pm

(( continued in: Serivces... ))