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Phantom pain was a bitch. It wasn’t always from his missing arm.

Like now; it was the yester-years that ached. Standing at the mouth of a broken drainage tunnel with the water at his front and a brother at his back, ready to plunge into danger and yet knowing that Raph would not be with him – the hole it left was still too raw to lose that bittersweet tug.

In Raph’s words, there was still love. That was the sweet bit. But the ‘no unity’ part?  Yeah – that still hurt.

Mike didn’t quite smile. But he did laugh. “Sure. I’m a pretty lucky turtle, Raph. Didn’t kill me every other day. Not a bad chance it won’t kill me now.”

Mike didn’t know his chances. No one ever really believed in their chances anymore. It never hurt to talk like they did, though.

💥 ❝       ah yeah right, that TURTLE LUCK usually gives us the opposite of luck, mike ..       ❞ he grumbled, rubbing his face with a frown. he didn’t agree with this --- mike going into bullshit over && over. especially after mike lost that arm of his but he couldn’t entirely stop him either because he’d fucked off more times than he could count && got into trouble himself.

so he couldn’t talk shit really.

((I haven’t read the past issues in while, but from what I remember, it’s more nuanced than Splinter being power mad. ;;))

The red masked Turtle stared upon the younger, blue eyed Turtle who was before him now. More and more it seemed as if the multiverse was beginning to converge and if this was going to be a frequent thing happening.. well, he wasn’t sure how he was supposed to deal with it.

“Just... what the hell are you doing here?”

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