Owner	Pose
Raphael	The saltiest Ninja Turtle is out doing his thing. In this instance, he's wandering the neighborhoods neir the Turtle Lair, keeping an eye on things. Patrolling is very important, and Raph like it because sometimes he gets to punch people! One of his favorite things. Much to Oregano's (the Red Nosed Pit that was rescued when The Whole Squad rescued Kainashi) chagrin, the dog got left behind to sulk around the hideout. Raphael has been skulking through alleys and darting across rooftops, getting some stealth practice in while he wanders about, wondering if he will find anything that needs his particular attention. No one wants his attention.
Mona Lisa	Unfortunately, Raphael's attention is quickly gotten. There's a particular alleyway behind a seafood resturaunt that is a hot spot for criminal activity, on account of nobody wanting to get near that alley due to the smell. Not a problem for someone used to the sewers, though. The red-garbed turtle would find a group of shady characters under the lone back door light of the resturaunt, half of them standard street thugs, the other half foot clan ninjas. All of them young adults, if potentially dangerous youths.      One of the street thugs procures a shoebox, asking the ninja in front "You got the money?" The ninja simply nods, but before he can reach for whatever he's reaching for...      A metal disc whips through the air, embedding itself in the ground and blinking with electronics. Silver and smooth, it looks almost like something Donnie'd come up with. Then it explodes into purple gas.      "Ambush!" one of them shouts, coughing on the gas, before a figure performs a diving kick into the back of one of the thugs, sending a metal weapon clattering through the smoke. Then a blue energy sword ignites in the obscuring haze, and quickly smacks one of the youths out of the mist, before a fight erupts in the night.      Raphael, observing, must decide what he will do here.
Raphael	The turtle looms in the dark above the deal going down. He, being a skilled shinobi, waits for the right time to leap down and deal with this problem and, maybe, find something real interesting. He takes a breath, making ready to spring down on these goons when all hell breaks loose. "What the!?" The gas is a bit of a shock, but the energy sword really gets his attention. "Why couldn't it have just been these goons!?" Grousing, he draws his sais and leaps into the fray. He shell-bumps one of the Foot ninjas while keeping his eye on that energy sword. If it swings with intent, he will do his best to catch it with a sai and keep anyone from needlessly dying.
Mona Lisa	The energy sword seems to be repelling people... not harmlessly, but not slashing through them either, more hitting them like a strength-multiplying club... but it still hurts, and still sends a goon flying into a chain link fence before coming down towards a waiting sai... which Raphael catches. Parting through the fog, a very alien mug comes face to face with Raphael. A lizard-like head is now face to face with the turtle, not too dissimilar to his own, which might be the most suprising thing about this creature. A rounded snout full of sharp teeth lets out a gutteral "URAKKA RAKKA!" as the blade pulls back, illuminating more of her under the light of the porch as the smoke disappates.      It looks like the creature has dark blue-grey scales and a silvery-aqua colored armor, definitely out of the ordinary. High tech or magical, no doubt. Significantly taller than Raphael at six feet tall. Big eyes with amphibious pupils. Honestly... not bad on the eyes, really. Though Raphael only has a split second to dodge as a she gives a quick spin, a spiked tail headed straight for him!
Raphael	The fact that it's clubbing rather than cutting is a small comfort. Not that he cares too much about the Foot ninjas or gangbangers, but this is awful close to home, and corpses make people look for too long. When the alien's face is illuminated, Raph tilts his head slightly in confusion. "Another mutant?" Though the bellow in a language that is decidedly not English confuses him. The light is weird, but that might just be a cute alien. The tail comes, brutally strong and blindingly quick. He doesn't have time for a jump, so instead he just sets his feet, turning to take the impact in the dead center of the shell on his back. He'll get rattled, but it might just hurt the tail worse.
Mona Lisa	There's a cry of pain as the tail hits the shell, a strong... feminine voice. "I am no mutant!" that fierce, beautiful voice calls out, leaping back a step and reaching out to point her sword at the turtle... only for a thug to get her with a chain around the neck. She leaps, kicking, unable to shake him, but then a gun forms in the gauntlet of her bracer and she fires it into the foot of the thug, who yells and releases her before she charges at Raphael, careful to leap over the shoebox that had been dropped to the floor...
Raphael	Not a mutant? At least she speaks English. He almost feels bad about hurting her tail. Almost. Raph eyes the showbox and starts to dart towards it to scoop it up. He doesn't know what's in it, just that the Foot nor the gang should have it. He starts to stoop, heedless of the danger, but she's faster than she looks and tackles him. He hurls backwards into the nearby wall, bricks cracking under his shell as his bell is rung. Buh." His sais drop from his hands with a clatter. He's going to need a second.
Mona Lisa	Through his blurred vision he can see her take out the last of the ninjas and remaining thug, before that beamsword is thrust in his face. "You." that feminine voice commands, "Talk. Were you mutated by this... this foot clan?"
Raphael	It takes a few seconds, long enough for the alien woman to mop up the goons, but Raph comes back to his senses. "Huh? Oh. Maybe? I dunno, we were real little when that happened, my brothers n' me." He pauses and shrugs. "Probably." He heeps his hands visible, up against the wall as that weapon is put into his face. He closes his eyes down to slits to preserve his night vision as best as he can and to keep an eye on her. All the while he is considering his options on how to get out of this situation. Not the most tactical mind, he's coming up a little short.
Mona Lisa	The salamander-like girl standing above him squints her big eyes at him, saying "What do you mean, maybe? Do you serve them or not? Or are you ready to renounce your servitude?" Her tail flicks as the last of the smoke clears, leaving her triumphant over everyone around her before she puts a webbed foot on his chest, saying "Answer me, turtle."
Raphael	Raphael grunts as she pins him to the wall. He does what he does best. Get angry. "With them!? Are you nuts, lady!? My brothers and I fight 'em whenever we get the chance! To hell with those guys! They're bad news!" He struggles, but she is, in fact, gigger than he is, and pinning him to the wall with a foot and that tail as a brace makes it really hard to escape. "Whatever's in that box, it doesn't need to be on the street, and the Foot shouldn't have it either, so could you just back off!?"
Mona Lisa	The salamander stares at the turtle... and then steps off of him, powering down her sword, and smiling. "Very well then." she says, putting her hands on her hips as she says "Stand up. I am Lieutenant Y'Gythgba, though you may call me Mona Lisa, it is a name I have taken for use by blunt earthling tongues. I have been sent here by the Salamandrian air command to investigate the illegal use of Mutagenic Ooze by the criminal known as Krang and other enemies of our empire that are hiding here on Earth. If you are fighting the foot clan, then you are fighting the spread of the use of Mutagen, and that makes you an ally to me."
Raphael	Raphael is very glad that the Lieutenant has a second name that she chooses to go by. Even his turtle throat can't properly pronounce her actual name. "Mona Lisa, huh. That's ... um... What would Donnie call it? Ironic? I'm Raphael, and yeah. Not a fan of the Foot. Or whatever a Krang is, I guess." He pauses, peering up at her. "There's quite a few of us, honestly. My brothers, my Master and I were accidents. We think, anyway. But there's a handful more mutants like us around who weren't accidents. People were experimenting on them, turned 'em into weapons. We just rescued one a few days ago."
Mona Lisa	Mona Lisa narrows her eyes, furrowing her brow suspiciously at the turtle as she says "Ironic?" in a slightly annoyed and suspicious tone, looking down at him with a suddently tense look as she says "I was told that Mona Lisa was the name of the most beautiful woman that ever lived here on earth, with a famous painting to her name." She then reaches down and lifts the turtle's chin with a finger so that his gaze will meet hers, saying "What about me adopting that name is... ironic?"      The turtle should get the distinct impression he should choose his next words very carefully...
Raphael	Raphael blushes as only a turtle can when she tilts his face up to look at her. "It's, uh, ironic because it was painted by Leonadro Da Vinci! My brother's named after him, that's all!" Now that he's looking at her, she is kind of cute. For a towering salamander from space who just kicked his shell in a couple moments ago. "I, uh, didn't mean amy offense, just, uh..." He is also bad at personal interactions that do not involve a focused purpose or punching.
Mona Lisa	That alien face relaxes as she leans back, and smirks, saying "Ah, I see. I was worried the name 'Mona Lisa' would be out of place, but now I see artistic names are common on this world. Then again, I suppose it is ironic that as my name is a painting, I nearly painted you..." She then picks up the shoebox, and then opens it, sighing as she says "Empty." as she picks up a glass tube with metal on either end, with the words "TCRI" printed across the front of it.
Raphael	Raphael could not win a straight up fight against Mona Lisa, and it's true that she had him pinned. It's still possible that he could have escaped and disappeared into the dark of the night. He is still, after all, a well trained ninja. Luckily, it didn't come to that. Her statement just gets a nervous little laugh. His face hardens when she pulls out the empty tube. "Rgh. I'm almost happier it's empty. Still, who knows what they did with the goop beforehand."
Mona Lisa	"That is indeed the problem..." She sighs and puts it back in the box as one of the ninjas stirrs, saying "We should get out of here. Do you have a safehouse nearby?"
Raphael	It sure is a problem. Raph is rapidly growing tired of new mutants being created for nefarious uses. He scratches the back of his head. "Yeah. It's not far. Hope you don't mind the sewers." He reaches down and retreives his sais, tucking them back in his belt before he starts walking into the dark of night. "There's a manhole close, just follow me."
Mona Lisa	Mona does follow, close behind, looking around and covering the rear as she walks behind him with the shoebox under her arm.