Aria has grown up with the turtles since she was 8 years old. Her family had been ambushed by the Foot Clan, and she needed a good home. So, the turtles took it upon themselves, with Splinter's blessing, to provide her with a good home and a new fam...
I call Donnie via a comm link built into my project.
Donnie: "You are conversing with Donatello."
April: "Really?"
Donnie: "It's important to be polite."
Me:"Hey, guys."
Donnie: "Aria? Where are you calling from?"
Me: "Following April's signal to catch up with you. I'm coming up on your right."
April: "How are you traveling so fast?"
Me: "Turn around."
Donnie and April turn in surprise to see me sitting on a motorcycle.
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April: "Sweet ride! Where'd you get it?"
Me: "I built it with some spare parts I found in an old junkyard. I added some technological advances over the last few weeks, so we're prepared for any mission. GPS, comm-link, the works."
April: "But how are we gonna get into the Nakamura building with no tech?"
Donnie: "Old school."
Donnie pulls out a pair of metal claws to go on his hands.
Donnie: "Jazz hands!"
He leaps onto the glass of the building's walls but slides down since there's no friction.
April:"Come on. Plan B.
We run up fifty-three floors of stairs before facing off the Dragons as Jeremy hacks into the main computer.
Donnie: "Ok, nerds. I want my stuff back!"
Jeremy: "I got the code! Let's go!"
The Dragons rush off to escape, but April rushes ahead of us to catch up with them. I toss her a spool of cable, and she uses it to tie Jeremy and Jace up as Donnie stands over them with a grin.
Donnie: "Never betray Othello von Ryan. Grab the tech!"
April and I grab the tech off both boys' backs before rushing after Kendra to retrieve the last of it. She leaps through the hole in the wall into the alley below.
Donnie: "I'll tether us to April's jetpack!"
April: "Wait, what?"
Donnie tethers himself to April's jetpack, with me safely in his arms, as we ride haphazardly through the air since April's never flown like this.
