[For as strong as Leonardo is in his own right, not having his ninpo is deafening in its own way. He feels so weak, already having been metaphorically strangled in here for as long as he has. Now though...
He just glares with his one available eye at him, tears starting to build up already.
[He can't see it, but he can feel it. Another game lost that he doesn't even know was happening, his ninpo gone, his soul starting to crack. Visible cracks starting to creep up from his heart and through him.
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Day 47, after hostage game
The blue lightning of his ninpo is snuffed out. He's trembling where he is, eye clenched shut and trying not to think the worst.]
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Well. It seems your brother's gotten himself into trouble.
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He just glares with his one available eye at him, tears starting to build up already.
You'll get yours.]
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[ He gestures, still smiling terribly. ]
Your brothers have done nothing since I killed Donatello. They're not coming.
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That is true. They haven't. Likely they've been putting things in place and planning, but now....
He looks up at Belos, at his window to the physical world out there, then ducks his head down and away.
Maybe they aren't. Maybe killing Donnie was the last straw in his long line of fuck ups.
He wants to believe it though. They have to. They will.]
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[ He's seen enough of Leo's thoughts to know he must be thinking that. ]
I warned you that they would betray you.
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They wouldn't.]
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He glances back up, just... Watching him.]
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