[I'm with you all the way; I'll certainly be busier with school as well, but I have no intentions of letting this RP die!

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Donatello nodded, "Right, I'll go with April," he volunteered, grabbing a couple smoke bombs and gingerly storing them away in his shell. He glanced at April apprehensively. "I mean, if that's alright with you," he added, before his eyes drifted towards the building to evaluate the situation. "We could take the top floor," he offered, russet amber eyes fading to a menacing shade of white as he continued to analyze the structure, and the obstacles that lay between him and it; namely a big open gap and several yards of asphalt known as the street. He hesitated for a few moments before leaping off the ledge of the rooftop he was on. His hands connected with the head of a street-lamp in a brief handstand, and he pushed off with his arms, using light posts as stepping stones to let him handspring across the street and to the restaurant. He soundlessly alighted atop Sal's Kitchen, landing in a crouching position as his eyes darted to the side warily.
R&B glanced around the room. "Impressive," she murmured, reciting one of the few lines she knew from some famous space opera. "Most impressive." The rat mutant strode over to one of the walls, and her eyes glinted momentarily as they fell on one of the weapons. She removed a hefty-looking mace from its rack on the wall and weighed it in her hands. A smirk tugged at her lips. "This is so me," she said; without warning, she spun around to clock one of the dummies in the noggin. The metal weapon smashed against it, tearing several gashes in the dummy as it swung violently from side-to-side. "Ooooh yeah," she grinned. "I could really smash some skulls with this baby."
[lol in other news, I literally cannot stop listening to Shell Shocked. ^-^ <3333 it so hard....]
[Speaking of music, I declare
this Donnie's new theme song. \^3^/ ]