Outside Milliways

[mnt_raph]

*Every emotion he's tried to control tonight gets the better of him, once he's outside. He keeps trying to convince himself that Splinter would be proud, but the truth of the matter is that any pride would be muted by damage he's just done to his hands. Bricks are not the most yielding of substances*

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[locks_it_up]

*Somewhere between the point where he stops and the point where his hands become chunks of bone and flesh, there's a discrete little cough*