"That it is.." He nodded, clearing his throat some.

"Now that you effortlessly figured me out, mind giving me a name? The White Queen doesn't roll off the tongue."

"... Lucky guess..?" Leo was wearing his coat and fedora, so he figured he'd be more disguised.

"The White Queen..? How interesting."

Front flipping to the other end of the room, Leo huffed upon landing the final flip before starting again.

--dawned these twin katana. Spinning, he would pivot and slash downward before twirling them in his hand and sliding them both in the sheathe.

With a final inhale and exhale, Leo's glare softened, and he smiled.

"..... Time for pizza.", he chimed.

Expertly slashing at the air, Leo kicked forward before doing a somersault. Landing on his feet, he continued his swords practice, slicing through the air, letting the experience speak for itself. He didn't like to call himself a master, but it's been almost two decades he's--

"Dear..?" He echoed to himself.

"Anything, it doesn't matter. I don't follow a turtle diet despite the appearance." Eyes watching everything magnetic move, he tries his best to focus on what's before him.

"That girl in the mask... she's staring right up here.."

"Understand why I'm the best??"

Is something on the roof..?

Ringing @luna-snow.bsky.social's doorbell, Leo quickly placed the few boxes of pizza at her doorstep and dove for the shadows.

Leo rubbed his chin.

He hates to admit it, but he has a weakness for a pretty face.

One pizza comin' up!

"Sounds like something Donnie could benefit from.."

Taking his clothes, he placed them back over his form and narrowed his eyes at the offer.

"... Alright.", he said, cautiously agreeing.

Bewilderment shown on his green face as his clothes simply fly back towards him.

Grabbing both out the air, Leo looked at the older man.

"Magic?? Telepathy..? Also, knocking on the front door is against the whole code."

"Guess there's no point in hiding it.."

Tossing the fedora and trenchcoat off, Leo stood before him with a soft glare.

"I've been scouting for a good while now.. this place is... nice."

"Giant..?.

I'm like 5'3.." Leo whispered to himself.

"...!!!!"

His attention has been taken.

"My sensei taught us many things, but mostly that we should seek peace. One day, I hope to find it."

The heck is peeking through the window?

Peeks.

Skating along the walkway of the sewer, he kicked his foot along the ground below to keep his speed.

"I dunno..."

Leo opened his eyes and let out another exasperated sigh, and hung his head.

".. It's funny. This feels.. futile, but in certain moments...", the words at the tip of his tongue, but instead he sighed once more.

And while he is bored, he feels he's close to reaching some sort of enlightenment.

Hopeful, he closed his eyes and smiled for the moment before focusing on clearing his mind and starting again.

In and out, he breathed.

In and out.

In and out.

Leo would meditate.. day in and day out, training his minds eye.

He's very good at it, incredibly in tune with his spirit, and is the best at this between his siblings.

There was just one problem:

....It's insanely boring....

"And this gala seems mondo important.."

"This Emma lady sounds like no pushover."

Grabbing his skateboard, he ran ahead, tossed it forward, and hopped onto it. Gliding across the brick floors of the sewer, Leo's hachimaki flew back gracefully.

The inconspicuous stocky man in the trenchcoat nodded and gave a thumbs up.

"Uh, totally!"

"Overgrown plum..?"

Now Krang is plaguing his mind, causing him to shake his head in frustration.

"This sounds like trouble.."

"Wow, Tony Stark himself. Donnie would love an autograph, maybe I should get one for 'im along the way?" He said to himself, observing for the most part.