2. [Planet diving and April aren't strangers in the least. Once the team's down she's focused on setting up that camp as soon as possible. Or at least until the wrist communicator goes on the fritz and her sticker covered yellow laptop shows the same signs. All electronics. Her black suit with yellow stripes (it's a reverse Kill Bill outfit, ok) creases at the elbows when she rubs her face, annoyed.]
This is just great. I guess we'll have plenty of time to hunt down food.
[Not thrilled at all.]
3. [It starts with an unwelcome prick of her ears, quickly followed by an irritated sigh. Too many things are just rubbing April the wrong way today and the last thing she needs is a stalker. Or worse.
She keeps along her usual route, casual as you please. Except she's a kunoichi. Stealth has been thoroughly ingrained by training under a grandmaster and with his sons, she's as on to her silent pursuer as they are on to her.
Then the breaking point hits. For her it's predicted by feeling and sound than by sight. The wall breaks apart loudly and the punch meets nothing but air under April's jumping crouched form.]
Coming through, everyone clear out!
[Big mutant creature? Check. Possibly a former work friend of hers? Check. Biting with big ugly, possibly infectious, teeth? Check.
It's almost like being back home.
As she makes her way through the ship in a run, April stops when there's a clearing to throw a few ninja stars at the monster and then summoning them right back with her telekinesis.]
If anyone knows how to fight or a good spot to contain this thing now would be a great time to say so!
4. [Exhausted and tired. April's in front of her laptop, slumped on her stomach atop an unused couch in one of the lounge rooms. The flicking glow of the screen shows on her face and reflects in her eyes. She too tired to even try to hide them from prying eyes.
She's going through her photo album. Pictures of her with her family. Both biological and mutant. Her father's balding with red hair and matching beard. The other father figure is a human shaped rat with a green cane and robe, looking quite patient all things aside. There's also plenty of group photos involving the four ninja turtles that are like brothers and sometimes a delinquent looking boy with a missing tooth.
All of them have her looking happy. Much unlike she does now.]
April O'Neil | TMNT (2012)
[Planet diving and April aren't strangers in the least. Once the team's down she's focused on setting up that camp as soon as possible. Or at least until the wrist communicator goes on the fritz and her sticker covered yellow laptop shows the same signs. All electronics. Her black suit with yellow stripes (it's a reverse Kill Bill outfit, ok) creases at the elbows when she rubs her face, annoyed.]
This is just great. I guess we'll have plenty of time to hunt down food.
[Not thrilled at all.]
3.
[It starts with an unwelcome prick of her ears, quickly followed by an irritated sigh. Too many things are just rubbing April the wrong way today and the last thing she needs is a stalker. Or worse.
She keeps along her usual route, casual as you please. Except she's a kunoichi. Stealth has been thoroughly ingrained by training under a grandmaster and with his sons, she's as on to her silent pursuer as they are on to her.
Then the breaking point hits. For her it's predicted by feeling and sound than by sight. The wall breaks apart loudly and the punch meets nothing but air under April's jumping crouched form.]
Coming through, everyone clear out!
[Big mutant creature? Check. Possibly a former work friend of hers? Check. Biting with big ugly, possibly infectious, teeth? Check.
It's almost like being back home.
As she makes her way through the ship in a run, April stops when there's a clearing to throw a few ninja stars at the monster and then summoning them right back with her telekinesis.]
If anyone knows how to fight or a good spot to contain this thing now would be a great time to say so!
4.
[Exhausted and tired. April's in front of her laptop, slumped on her stomach atop an unused couch in one of the lounge rooms. The flicking glow of the screen shows on her face and reflects in her eyes. She too tired to even try to hide them from prying eyes.
She's going through her photo album. Pictures of her with her family. Both biological and mutant. Her father's balding with red hair and matching beard. The other father figure is a human shaped rat with a green cane and robe, looking quite patient all things aside. There's also plenty of group photos involving the four ninja turtles that are like brothers and sometimes a delinquent looking boy with a missing tooth.
All of them have her looking happy. Much unlike she does now.]
Wildcard
[Lay it on me, I'll roll with it.]