by cup. » Mon Dec 01, 2014 6:15 am
Donnie sighed. It looked as though he was going to have to leave a message, "Hey, Lame-o-nardo," he whispered fiercely, his tone dripping with panic and urgency. "You might wanna pick up, because there may or may not be a member of the Oroku Clan here! Her name is Naomi. She allegedly doesn't remember who she is, and I just agreed to help her. I'm about a block away from Antonio's: get your shell over here, because if I'm right, things are about to get really complicated."
He ended the call, then turned away. "Alright, Naomi, let's--" the words caught in his throat and he gawked, unbelieving. Tell me that's not who I think it is.
He flipped through the air and landed in-between the girls, bo staff drawn and aimed directly at Karai. "Okay, Karai, you're going to tell me exactly what's going on here. Is Naomi really one of you?! Why can't she remember anything? Or was it all a setup?" he turned briefly to narrow his eyes at Naomi, but when his gaze landed on that face, he couldn't bring himself to accuse her directly. Instead, he shook his head and turned back to Karai. It was so much easier to accuse her. "Tell me."
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