Fallen... (Rpg in progress)

Coming back into the main room, Splinter arched a brow at Saki questioningly.

"In such a rush to help us. Admirable, but...remember our agreement, Saki."

The girl had to stay, and Michelangelo seemed to be under her spell, unable to hold his ground. He sighed, slightly, not wanting to be the villian in this scenario, but to save a life?

Saki snorted.
"My, my, you're *still* that damn difficult to please!"
he commented, all injured innocence.
"Here I am, all ready to fight for a noble cause and stuff..."

He casted a look around, deciding not to mouth off much more, at least until he was sure that nobody would retaliate.
With the orange-banded goofball this had been an easy bet.

"And I am not exactly eager to spend more time in a sewer than necessary, when I can get antibiotics, painkillers and whatever else I need back where I should be. As well as informations, mind you... so why waste more time?"
He took a step forwards, using his relative tallness, compared to the two mutants, tocast a look over their heads, trying to find out which door would lead to freedom.

Mikko looked over at Splinter, no one had yet told her she HAD to stay so she was going to try and get out as well. She attempted to move around Mike and the rat.

"Yeah and I should go too. I mean I have gang connections so I could bring back info as well. right? Right. Sooooo I'll just be going as well k."

Casting another pointed look at Saki, Splinter gave the woman a smile.

"I am afraid I would not feel right if you were allowed above, miss. It is far too dangerous, do you not agree, Saki?"

Saki understood the look *very* well. And no, he had no intention, to get a reminder of who was in charge momentarily, after all, the last one had very nearly killed him.
He gave an annoyed sigh.

"Yeah, it *is* dangerous."
he grumbled unwillingly.
Then the ghost of a smirk brushed over his features.
"While you'll be *totally* safe in the lovely sewers of lovely New York, surrounded by lovely... erm... frogs and rats and zombies and alligators..."


Hey... he *had* agreed with Splinter, after all!

"Alligators? There are alligators down here too!? oooooh nononononono. I'm going." Mikko said as she stepped a little closer to Saki. "I rather deal with zombies then gators and who knows what else down here."

She looked at Splinter and smiled. "But it was lovely meeting you and your family. And I hope that our next meeting is under better circumstances."

Mikko sighed heavily and looked at Mike with puppy dog eyes. But she soon gave up and threw her hands in the air. "Alright! I'll stay. But if I become alligator food, I'm haunting every single one of you fuckers." She smiled a little at Mike. "Can I at least get pass and tell Saki bye?"

Saki had *tried* to be good, yes, but he couldn't help a disdainful grin in Mikeys direction.
What a henpecked little pussy-whipped *bitch*!
Nevertheless, Splinters glare wiped the smirk right off his face.
He even ducked his head slightly, but went a few steps farer into the room, looking around.
Now where was the goddamn exit..?

"Promise!" She chimed and went over to Saki. "Looks like I'm staying...Be careful ok." She leaned up and gave him a peck on his cheek, then moved away so that who ever was taking him topside could do so.

She walked back to Mike and looked at him. "I'm not staying in the closet...Where's your room?"

Her words made Saki shudder a bit.
Sure, he knew the power of sexuality in negotiations - or for keeping simply alive in exchange for certain... services... but it occurred to him, that she actually *wanted* to get some from the mutant!
Despite of himself, he sent a short, nearly pleading glance towards Splinter.

"I don't really need to see more of this..."
he muttered in quick Japanese, hoping that Splinter would have mercy and let him leave this place, before any more kisses to green cheeks happened.
"... come on!"

Yeah, he was nearly begging... but he seriously did *not* need to see Mi-ko and the orange-banded mouth-breather vanish into their honeymoon suite for whatever they would do there.

"Sorry" came a both voices from the engaged pair and both of them even reached out to catch one of her elbows carefully just encase. letting go once sure the pretty blond was stable. They have have only bumped her... still best make sure she was fine.

"Can you spell sardines?" Jaci joked in regards to the coment about it being crowded.
Which gave Jacob the chuckles and he nodded. "Yeah - at least unlike the fish we know why we're stuck in the tin though." he continue with a wink and the both of them broke into sniggers.

"Well aint we just lucky ikle fishies?" Jaci grinned at Charity. "So hows you been? stuck in here workin for you so far? had any troubles with Madam Tootsie thus far?" she asks gesturing at the head honcho. She for one didn't relish the thought of holing up til this damn pandemic ran its course but hell what other choice was there really? And eside Jacob wouldn't bring her here if he hadn't thought they'd be safe as possible.

Mikko had NO intentions of sleeping with the turtle. But a room with a bed sounded much better then a closet with a cot. Unfortunately the lack of drugs in her system were starting to effect her. The nausea hit her hard, she turned to ask where the bathroom was but before she could open her mouth her body became ridged.

She fell on the floor, stiff and convulsing. It wouldn't last long,but it was painful. The drugs Mikko had been taking could passably cause death if stopped abruptly and she didn't have any more on her.

Despite of his painful injuries, Saki reacted quickly.
A powerful jump, that put considerable stress on his back catapulted him quickly towards the opposite door, where he turned and stared at the convulsing female.

"Oh, fuck it!!"
He growled, eyes wide and maybe even a bit scared.
"I *told* you to stay under the goddamn blanket you stupid bitch!"

When he understood that she could not move, at least not at the moment, he dared to take her eyes off her and look at Splinter.

"You think, she's got it?"

It was certainly the first thing on his mind, the stiffness and convulsions exactly the way rabies would affect one, and Splinter's eyes were wide as he assessed the situation.

"We must take no chances," He, surprisingly, agreed with Saki, stepping backwards himself. "And you had best pray you have not kissed the woman, since it can be transferred by saliva." He glanced pointedly at Saki before turning his attention to his son.

"Keep your distance, my son. No matter your feelings, if she is infected she is dead already. For our security, she must be locked in that room once more, but do NOT let her bite you or kiss you. I will show Saki the way to the surface."

Saki reached with a pained grimace for his torn back.
"Impeccable timing, like all women."
he stated caustically.
" But well, better now than later... or earlier."

Damn, his back felt like it was on fire again and he hoped that he hadn't torn out the stitches again. For a brief moment he closed his eyes, leaning heavily against the wall with one arm. The sudden rush of adrenaline had made him dizzy and whatever thoughts he might have had about running were gone for good now. He was just too weak.

Splinters mentioning of the sickness being trasferred by saliva made him worry for an instant and he ran their brief time together through in his mind. Yeah, she had kissed him, but fortunately only on unharmed skin, so his chances were good that he was uninfected still. He knew a few people with HIV and seriously doubted that this disease was transmitted by other means than the dreaded Human immunodeficiency virus, therefore, he felt quite safe.
*And* he would be set free, soon! For the moment, things were looking up.

After a few seconds her body finally calmed down. She laid there breathing hard and slowly sat up rubbing the back of her head. She knew what had happen, and she knew that she wasn't infected. What she didn't know was that they thought that she was infected.

She looked around a little dazed and moaned as she stood up. "ow..."

Saki narrowed his eyes, scrutinizing her sharply. She seemed to be... dazed, but he had no way of telling if this was from her fall or already the first signs of the sickness. Better be save than sorry and he made no move to get closer to her.
To retreat back to the wall might have been his first impulse, but years of training prevented this. He would have had no way of dodging an attack that way.

But for now... she still seemed sentient and there was no harm in comforting her, at least with words.
"Seeya in a bit."
he said quietly, knowing that he was most likely telling a lie., before he turned his head to look at Splinter.

"I bet you're going to tie me up again."
he stated sulkily.

Mikko looked over at Saki and walked up to him. "I HAVE to come with you." She said quickly in one breath. "I need my drugs." She'd been through detox before, and this attack was only one of many to come, then there would be cold sweats and shaking. Nothing nice.

"Don't make me detox down here." She said pleading with all of them. "Oh and FYI. when someone passes out, the polite thing to do is catch them!"

When the girl was approaching, Sakis demeanor went from slightly subdued to highly alert in an instant.
"Stay back!!"
he snapped, quickly shifting his weight to be able to lash out with a foot, in case she would come too near to him. He hadn't survived that long, because he took unnecessary risks.
Screw Splinter, screw the turtle, he was not going to rely on the lovey-dovey idiot and the decrepit rat for protection.

He stared at her.
"You might have something else than cold turkey."