1711/Shur-i-can't!

Shur-i-can't!
Date of Scene:	17 May 2020
Location:	Underground Skatepark
Synopsis:	Donatello looks for his lost shuriken, and instead finds THE POWER OF INFRARED FRIENDSHIP! Kainashi makes a friend.
Cast of Characters:	Kainashi, Donatello

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Kainashi has posed:
    The Underground Skatepark was a wreck. Between MOUSER bits, a bit of blood near and there, the scrreaming hyped-up stories of the skaters who had made their way out of there about monsters errupting out of the walls it had gotten very, very quiet -- and rather dark.

    The railing was still ripped up, bent in places, curled and wrinkled. Broken chunks of metal were all over the place, and police tape marked off the entrance from the outside world -- not that stops anyone on the inside from getting in. Dropping down from an electrical conduit, a lone figure in dark clothing crouches amongst the ruination, sniffing the air, trying to find the scent again.

Donatello has posed:
    Without the usual menagerie of skaters pulling off sweet aerials and grinds, the skate park is eerily silent except for the occasional drip heard from one of the adjacent sewer tunnels.

    High above on one of the support scaffolds that hold a pointless, broken stadium light, Donatello dangles in the darkness. He's holding himself up, having just started to jump down before immediately changing his mind after spotting some movement on the ground.

    Grimacing, he sloooooowly pulls himself up and perches like a statue on top of the broken stadium light. He had some plans that have now, seemingly, been interrupted. He crouches there, watching the lone figure on the ground. The sense of smell of a turtle is pointless here. All he can do is watch for the moment.

Kainashi has posed:
    The figure moving in the dark shifts their weight, and there's a little pin of light -- a little flashlight -- it roams over the ground before the figure tips their head back, and slowly sniffs the air. Unlike the sense of smell of a turtle, the sense of smell of the dog is right on here, and the figure seems to meander in the direction of Donatatello's perch.

    "... is that you?" she asks, softly, as if she were expecting an anwer back from someone.

Donatello has posed:
    "Who's asking?" a voice replies from above the stadium light. It's probably not the voice that was expected. Click. It's the typical sound of a flashlight being turned on but no light appears. The source of the voice sighs. Click.

Kainashi has posed:
    No, it is not Raphael's voice. She hears the clicking and her head cants. her ear rises up, the penlight pointing down.

    "... are you Foot?" she asks hesitantly, shifting her weight unsuredly, ready to start grabbing and lobbing things at the direction of the voice.

Donatello has posed:
    He was doing so well with this cloak-and-dagger stuff, but that last question ruined it. It makes the turtle break character and laugh. "No way! Are you?" comes the answer. Should he drop down? There is just one...and she didn't sound like she was happy at the idea of him being a member of the Foot clan. What could it hurt?

Kainashi has posed:
    "N-no." Kainashi stammers a moment, shifting her weight a moment before the snuffing sound fills the room again.

    "N-not Foot." she snuffs, and crouches down before a mouser head is flung in Donnie's direction.

    "You're not Raphael?"

Donatello has posed:
    "Right, so, you're not Foot, but you /know/ about the Foot, so, therefore..." Donnie stops his summary in time to dodge to the side as a MOUSER head flies past him and clatters in the distant darkness. "Hey! I guess it figures that a friend of Raphael would have his manners..." He tucks the light and smartphone-device into his belt to free up his hands. Just in case. "I'm Donatello," he introduces. "How do you know Raphael?"

Kainashi has posed:
    "Hit him with a dumpster." Kainashi replies, and she reaches into her bag, and secures her light to her jacket a moment, and Donatello would be able to see her for what she is.

    She's a mutant. Reddish fur with white splotches here and there, a boxy muzzle and big head, her hood down as her ears perk up. Her eyes catch the light a little bit as she sits down, and looks embarrassed.

    "Sorry. Found you." he states, and her tail wags a moment as she looks up at Donatello.

Donatello has posed:
    "Hit him with a dumpster, huh? Sounds about right," he replies. As the light reveals more of Kainashi, a spark of recognition appears on Donatello's face. "You were here the other night, weren't you?" he asks with some excitement while gesturing to the wreckage. Hey, that reminds him. "Hey, that reminds me... You haven't seen a little metal star around here, have you?" he asks, hopefully.

Kainashi has posed:
    Her head cants the other way, and Donatello might be able to see that inside her white ear someone's tattooed a word in Kanji, and she gives a soft snuff of breath, still crouched down before she taps her chest.

    "Kainashi. No Shuriken." she states.

Donatello has posed:
    Donatello winces. That shuriken is long gone, isn't it? "Kainashi," he repeats, leaning forward to get a better look at that tattoo while it may be briefly visible. "Doesn't that mean..." Nevermind. "Whatcha doing down here? Came to reminisce about the butt-kicking you gave those robots the other night?"

Kainashi has posed:
    "Useless! Speak Japanese?" the dog asks, her tail giving another excited bit of a wag s she crouches in the junk. "No. Know other mutants were here. Sally. Ballista. Thought turtle was Raphael. Say hi." she stammeers a moment, rubbing the back of her head as she shrugs her shoulders. "Used to be Foot. Now not Foot."

Donatello has posed:
    "Oh yeah, I totally speak Japanese," Donnie replies in, well, Japanese. He switches right back to English, however. "Look, if you were Foot and now you're not, well, I'd call that an upgrade!" Donnie replies with a smile. His hands are free, so he offers Kainashi a thumbs-up gesture. Still, there's something that seems to trouble him. "Did they call you useless?" he asks, his voice more gentle.

Kainashi has posed:
    "Hai... Nihongo..." Kainashi parrots a moment, and she gives a little shrug. "A name." she replies, though her tail still gives a wag. This one seems much nicer than Raphael, at any rate. "No talking. No training. Just lift."

Donatello has posed:
    A dismissive burst of air passes through Donatello's teeth. Pssshfff. "The Foot clan is a bunch of dorks," he decides. "Good riddance, I say. You're better off without them." Donatello reaches for the infrared light and tablet device tucked into his belt. He clicks the infrared light on and activates the screen on the tablet. It seems to be an infrared camera. Donatello points the infrared light and the camera at the ground near his feet and begins sweeping, looking for that shuriken.

    "So, if you're not in the Foot anymore, are they looking for you, or something?" he wonders aloud. He seems quite content having the conversation while also looking for his lost shuriken.

Kainashi has posed:
    "... yes." Kainashi replies quietly, and she pauses, taking her penlight and also looking at the ground.

    "New master. Fight Foot. Very brave." she state, and then her head tilts again, and she looks at Donatello, following him a bit.

    "What doing?"

Donatello has posed:
    "Well, my brothers and I have had a lot of practice beating those Foot jerks whenever they pop up. We should be fine," Donnie explains confidently. "But, I lost one of my shurikens in that fight with the robots. /My/ master is going to be very upset if I don't have it," he explains, keeping his eyes on the version of the ground that the tablet is showing him. "This camera can see better with the infrared light from this." He waggles the penlight for emphasis. "I was trying to be unnoticed. But..." He looks over and flashes a smile. "I guess you're too good for me." Seems to Donnie that someone who's name is literally an insult could use some encouragement.

Kainashi has posed:
    "Infer-ed. Infra-Red. Infrared..." the canine replies quietly, and then she kicks over some scrap, sniffing the air

    "Nothing here. Thing that smells like you, is you." she states with some confidence, and then she wrinkles her nose a mooment.

    "And sewer leak. Eew."

Donatello has posed:
    Donnie perks up, having just been given a chance to geek out a little bit. "Oh yeah, infrared light is awesome," he explains. "Turns out, our eyes can only see certain wavelengths of color. Infrared light is just beyond our ability. But...this camera can see it." He points to the tablet-like device he holds. "So, this flashlight is shining invisible light that only the camera can see. Pretty cool, right?" He smiles brightly.

    "Oh man, I didn't even think about that sense of smell you must have. I bet it's pretty brutal down here in the sewers?" he questions, turning back to the camera to continue to sweep the ground for his shuriken.

Kainashi has posed:
    "Pretty cool! Different colors? Very, very red?" she questions, more at ease with Donatello than the confrontational Raphael. Her tail wags, and she gives a shrug. "Broo-tal. No. Not brutal. Foot Food. Brutal." she states, with a wrinkle of her nose again. "Alopex brought burgers. Much better."

Donatello has posed:
    Donatello turns back to Kainashi and straightens up, smiling. "Very, very red. That's right!" he exclaims. "Wow, I never thought of it that way. The wavelength is just beyond that of red. I wonder if that's why they call it infrared. It's very, very red. Nice one." Donatello's joy is momentarily deflated, however, with the next part. He squints slightly and then shakes his head. "I'm sorry, uh, Kai, but I'm having a hard time understanding," he begins. "It's not you, it's me." Donnie switches to Japanese. "<Would Japanese be better?>" he asks.

Kainashi has posed:
    Kainashi blinks at the switch to Japanese, and she rubs the back of her head a moment.

    "Actually... I don't speak Japanese very well... but being dumb kinda saved me in the Foot." she replies, looking back to Donatello embarrassedly.

Donatello has posed:
Donnie smiles, switching back to English. "Good idea! Obfuscation," he beams. "I bet playing dumb made it easier to fit in with those dopes." Donnie looks down at his camera before turning it off. He tucks the camera and light into his belt again and sighs. "That shuriken is long gone," he decides.

Kainashi has posed:
    "That's what I *said*. The only thing that smells like you is you." Kainashi points out to Donatello, apparently quite capable of not speaking brokenly, though her tail does give a bit of a wag. "I understand a lot of Japanese, but it's hard to talk it. My tonb doewent boo bat!" she states, sticking out her tongue to show it to Donatello.

    And this close, Donnie would also be able to count all the scars crossing her face. Whatever the Foot did to her, they sure as shell left a mark.

Donatello has posed:
    "Oh..." he replies, dejectedly. "That's what you meant by that. Bummer." He means it, too. Not finding that shuriken means double the punishment. Resigning himself to his fate, Donnie gives Kainashi his full attention. "Woah..." he whispers, catching a decent look at her face.

Kainashi has posed:
    Kainashi blinks a moment, and then she seems embarrassed, and she reaches for her hood to pull it over.

    "Sorry." she whispers, embarrassedly, her ears pinning back. "... they bother people."

Donatello has posed:
    After a moment, Donnie shakes his head. "They don't bother me," he explains. "I just wasn't expecting it, is all. I'm sorry." He manages a faint smile. "Besides, they give you character, right?"

Kainashi has posed:
    "Heeee, Alopex would say I have plenty of character!" the canine replies, her tail giving a slight wag as she peers out of the hood at Donnie, and she rubs her muzzle. "They're pretty much... yeah." she states, her tail curling slightly towards her knees, and she gives a soft huff of breath, and then goes to stand.

    "Should go. She worries."

Donatello has posed:
    Donnie nods. "Yeah, I know how that is," he agrees. "Listen, keep an eye out for that shuriken, will you? It, uh, smells like me, I guess." He grins. "Catch ya later, Kai." With that, Donnie moves into the shadows the way ninjas do.

Kainashi has posed:
    Kainashi watches as Donatello disappears into the shadows, and she gives a slight smile -- "... he's nicer than Raphael." she states, and turns off her penlight.

    And with that, Kainashi also disappears into the darkness, escaping back to the streets and rooftops that would leave her home.