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*Up on the roof, in a one man tent that dreams of being a studio apartment, there is an ex-bandaid and an ex-turtle huddled, under second hand blankets, against the world*

Hey. You sleepin'?

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*the grin is probably audible in her voice*
No, you?

mmmhmmm. soundly. like the dead infact.

ok, Mr Sarcasm, no more Penny for you
*makes a show like she's gonna get out of the bed*

Yeah, no. I don't think that's going to happen.
*his arm snakes around her waist and pulls her back*

You'd have trouble getting me to leave, anyway.
I don't wanna look for my clothes it would be too much trouble.

*snuggles into his arm*

I bet they're folded and put neatly out of the way. This thing has a tendency to do that. Freaked the hell outta me the first night I slept in it.

*he props himself up on one elbow and tries to see her face in the stagnant moonlight.*

*grins at him*
so is this good?

yup.
*returns smile*
You?

This is a new one for me, its usually a little less of this, a little more of *can't help herself* 'ze sex'.

*Raph falls backward on the bed groaning. He places one hand over his face*
She's infected you, hasn't she? Freakin' Fleur.

you disappointed?

No, we have time, don't we?
But, this is new for me, I like this, a lot.

glad to hear it.

*opens a space between his middle and ring fingers and peers at her through his hand*

cause i'd imagine i'm kinda borin'. after, you know, tourin' n' stuff.

no, you are perfect after all that.

It wasn't a picnic, Raph. Yeah, I travelled and I learned things but when you come right down to it, I'd rather have my body worshiped than fuck a rock star.
Yeah, mutual body worship, thats what I want.

*finally decides to dignify his fleur response with an answer* No, she didn't infect me. I am still 100% me, name not with standing

*closes the gap in his fingers when she calls him perfect.*

Can't really imagine anyone's life bein' a picnic, but even with it's downsides, yours sounds more fun than mine.

...

Not that I want to fuck rockstars either.
*he adds that last part for good measure*

An' it don't matter what you're called. Still you.

Yep, still me, Lady through and through...

My life is fun, but right now, this moment is the best I've had in a while and i'm not just saying that.

yeah? I'm pretty happy myself.
*he pulls her closer*

So, "Lady" huh?
Don't got another name. Just Raphael.
Though, there was a time people called me Bread Boy.

why'd I just tell you that?

because you're getting comfortable with me *giggles*

*snuggles into him*

Lady Goodman, actually, kinda like Penny Lane better. Lady was a cartoon dog. *smirks*

Hey, don't mock the awesome might of Bread Boy. He was a fierce force in the fight for good ... or something.

*the low growl returns*
Then Penny it is.

*he snickers slightly as he remembers Lady and the Tramp.*
Mike used to sing that frickin' Siamese Cat song all the time. He's such a goofball.

I wasn't mocking. I am happy for you tell me stuff.
You can call me Lady if you want, Its my name. Your choice.

Mike, a brother?

*absentmindedly traces her fingers across his arm, humming quietly to herself*

Penny it is then.

*He shivers slightly as she traces over the numerous little scars that make their way up his arm*

Yup. One of three. Four total.
Me, Donatello, Leonardo, and Michaelangelo.
So you're not the only one cursed with an effed up name.

Wow, four brothers. Never had brothers or sisters.

*continues exploring is arms with her fingers,* you have a lot of scars.

They're an interestin' lot.

*he nods sleepily*
that i do. They show up better now than they did before. 'specially the ones on my back.
*he yawns despite himself*

I'm sure I'll get to the ones on your back sometime. My new mission in life is to explore every single bit this body you're in.

Raphael, *likes calling him his whole name* you tired?

*he snorts*
izzat a threat or a promise?

hmmm? li'l bit

a definite promise, I figure I go over all of it with these *wiggles her fingers against him* and then my tongue and then who knows...

you think you need to sleep? no doubt it'll be more of the same tomorrow. You probably need your rest *grins*

*shakes head*
evil evil girl. have to keep you under wraps so you don' get into trouble

*he pulls her closer*
g'nite

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