Leonardo's patience was next to none. He bit his tongue to keep from retorting and gave a quick thank you when the Damyio offered to repair his swords. He felt they were wasting time, and inadvertently entering himself and his brothers into an interdimensional fighting tournament was not helping diddly squat.
He kept up his silence and listened intently as his Master's friend enthusiastically explained Splinter's absence every three years. As intriguing as the explanation was Leonardo had someone else on his mind.
Naomi had finally found a way out. Granted it was out a second story window, but thanks to the Japanese architecture of the building she was able to climb down fairly easy. She did however have to jump onto a pile of stray hay, nearly missed, but she's done worse.
She hugged the corner of the building and peered around the edge. Masses of what she could only guess were aliens swarmed the streets, along the edges were just as strange merchants selling things she had never even seen before. Deciding quickly she pulled her hood up and disappeared into the crowd.
She didn't count on being spotted by a certain samurai.
Usagi felt a tingling of suspicion as he watched a hooded figure dart from the castle and weave its' way through the throng of people. He figured that it wouldn't hurt to investigate such behavior, he would only be waylaid from his original destination for but a few moments.
Leonardo stared in wonder at the statues lining the hall. Wrapping his brain around the statue of his master, and his masters' master Leo felt that a fledgling of a tradition had been started, and needed to be continue.
"This way. The battle will begin soon."
"Hey, Leo. You comin'?" Leo felt compelled to gather himself for a moment before being thrust into battle.
"I'll be there in a minute." He through it over his shoulder as he continued to stare at the carved image of the man he only ever knew in stories.
He put his hands together and bowed in respect to Master Yoshi. What he didn't expect was a shuriken to miss his head by inches and embedded itself into the statue.
Leonardo immediately drew his swords to engage the enemy, but he didn't count on being this outnumbered. He blocked another line of shuriken aimed for his torso and moved into a defensive position.
He watched as the strange black garbed men drew their weapons as well. He wished he'd continued on with his brothers, that would've evened these odds.
Usagi watched as the cloaked figure seemed to simply observe different surroundings as if casing the many shops. He snuck closer and watched as they read over the contestant list for the tournament that was held at a number of info stations for the entirety of the nexus' occupants. The figure, now identified as a her, spoke briefly to one of the merchants before darting off in the direction of the arenas entrances for fans and onlookers.
Hearing the last gong ring put Usagi decided now was the time to act before she got away. He approached her quickly and tapped her shoulder.
She jumped and turned amazingly fast. It was then he noticed the claimed scent clinging to her person, and the nervous look on her face.
"I beg your pardon, but I couldn't help but see that you were in need of help."
Leonardo held his own for as long as he could, which was only for an embarrassing 2 minutes. He's not really complaining though, after all this rabbit samurai, Usagi, not only saved him, but practically handed his ashayam over to him.
He wasn't expecting the samurai's sword to come flying to his aid, but he once heard April say to 'Never look a gift horse in the mouth', so he'll just skip to the thank you part. Right after he makes sure Naomi is alright.
"Leo!" Leo couldn't of hid his smile if he tried as she ran into his arms for a bear hug. "Thank God. I was so afraid I was alone here."
"It's alright. We'll finish the battle and then we can all go home safe and sound." He rubbed her back a little before letting her go, though he would've preferred to simply take her home then and there. He was also tempted to get her a collar or dog tags stating, "If lost return to East Lard ST", maybe they could get her a shirt instead. That wouldn't send the wrong message, would it?
"Thanks Usagi, it looks like we found him in time." Leo watched the rabbit bow, he's make sure to keep an eye on him.
"I am glad to be of assistance, if I may however suggest that we be moving along? Lest we be late for the tournament."
"Yes, let's." Leo bowed in return before they all moved towards the arena. Just in time too.
"Check it guys! Leo found Nay!" Naomi stepped away from her escorts in favor of embracing her turtles.
Leo half listened to their conversation as he scanned the crowd and nearby structures for any sign of the fleeing assassins. He turned when he heard his name and gratefully accepted his katanas back, mind jumping back into the on going conversation.
"I suppose. I mean, a regular seat would be just as fine." Naomi answered the Daimyo.
"Please, I insist. Also allow me to extend my seamstress for a personal fitting, the robes will not be comfortable come high noon." Leo watched Nay's face as she contemplated the best answer.
"I wouldn't want to impose..."
"Nonsense, it would be an honor." The Daimyo called for his assistant to lead her to the palace. Before she went however she passed Leonardo and leaned in close.
"I wouldn't trust his son as far as I'd be able to throw him. Watch your back like a hawk, we need to get outta dodge."
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