“Er... most likely not.  I am not in the habit of threatening anyone needlessly.”  She peers at him, her expression a mix of bafflement and newly-kindled suspicion.  “Unless you feel that a threat is deserved, here...”

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Karai’s eyebrows raised further and further as Ana gave her a general overview of the events in the other dimension.  “That is… quite a lot that happened.”

She was silent for a moment, as she attempted to sort out her thoughts, examining each piece of Ana’s story, one at a time.  “So, Karai has been striking at the Shredder’s wealth, in an attempt to reduce his power, it seems.  I am glad to hear she is herself again, but three against an entire ninja clan sounds like a disaster in the making.  And Leonardo was involved in this?”  She shakes her head in dismay.  “But he is young, and I know he thinks quite a bit of his Karai.  It was probably very easy for her to persuade him.  I assume there is a reason she is not involving the others… I doubt her father approves.”

“Miwa didn’t think the others would understand her revenge for the Shredder like Leo does and no Splinter doesn’t approve of this one bit. The reason that Miwa’s going after Shredder alone now is because she doesn’t want to put the Turtles and the rest of her family in danger,” Ana explained. 

Karai nods thoughtfully.  “I have a difficult time imagining Leonardo as vengeful - I suspect he would simply rather be sure of Karai’s (Miwa’s?) safety.  I am sure he feels conflicted, between her and his brothers.”  Speaking of which... “How is it that Donatello was injured, if they were not involved?”

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“I’m doing all right, but the 2012 Turtles are not. Things are really out of control in their dimension. Leo has been secretly doing things in an alliance with Karai - I mean, Miwa - and her friend, Shinigami, behind his family’s back. They burned and destroyed all of the Shredder’s stockpile, blew up the chemical plant - which caused Donnie to get hurt - and also destroyed a Foot Bot factory… like the Foot Elite or Foot Tech Ninjas in this dimension, I guess, only…more robotic. Once all of that was destroyed, Leo stopped his alliance, Donnie recovered, and Miwa decided to face the Shredder alone, while he’s still weak,” Ana explained.  

Karai’s eyebrows raised further and further as Ana gave her a general overview of the events in the other dimension.  “That is... quite a lot that happened.”

She was silent for a moment, as she attempted to sort out her thoughts, examining each piece of Ana’s story, one at a time.  “So, Karai has been striking at the Shredder’s wealth, in an attempt to reduce his power, it seems.  I am glad to hear she is herself again, but three against an entire ninja clan sounds like a disaster in the making.  And Leonardo was involved in this?”  She shakes her head in dismay.  “But he is young, and I know he thinks quite a bit of his Karai.  It was probably very easy for her to persuade him.  I assume there is a reason she is not involving the others... I doubt her father approves.”

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The receptionist nodded, recognizing the card, and led Ana down a short corridor, into a spacious office with a large picture window.  The same sort of rich Japanese decor graced this room as well.  “I will tell her you are here, miss…?”  She asked for her name.  Once given, she nodded politely, closing the door behind her.

Ten minutes later, Karai arrived through the same door, having just changed out of her business attire, looking tired but alert.  She smiled when she caught sight of her guest.  

“Hello, Ana.  I hope you found your way here without a problem.”

“Hello Karai. Yes I’ve managed to find it. I mean it is a pretty tall building,” Ana said. 

“I am glad you did not get lost.  I have heard a few bizarre stories.”  Wincing slightly, she sat in the chair across from Ana’s, leaning forward to listen with interest.  “Is everything all right?” she asked, referring to both Ana herself, and/or the dimensions she’d recently seen.

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After a moment, a digital readout in the corner began to display the floor numbers as they went by.  …10…20…30…

Finally, at the 80th floor, the elevator slowed to a stop, and opened out into a very plush, comfortable-looking lobby, with dark hardwood floors, lacquered furniture, and antique vases and woodcuts.  At a well-polished desk, a receptionist looked up as Ana approached.  "May I help you?“

“I hope so. I’m here to see Karai. She gave me this last time I saw her,” Ana explained while showing her security card to the receptionist. 

The receptionist nodded, recognizing the card, and led Ana down a short corridor, into a spacious office with a large picture window.  The same sort of rich Japanese decor graced this room as well.  “I will tell her you are here, miss...?”  She asked for her name.  Once given, she nodded politely, closing the door behind her.

Ten minutes later, Karai arrived through the same door, having just changed out of her business attire, looking tired but alert.  She smiled when she caught sight of her guest.  

“Hello, Ana.  I hope you found your way here without a problem.”

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The guard peered at the card for a moment, before giving her a satisfied nod.  “They told me there was a new card issued; that must be yours.  So, all you have to do is go to the elevator,” he gestured toward the bank of elevators on the far side of the lobby, “and you’ll find a security card slot inside, above the floor numbers; it’s labeled.  Just put that in there, and it’ll automatically take you to the restricted floors.  Okay?” 

Ana nodded in response. “Thank you,” she said and then started heading in the direction the guard told her to. Once she reached it, she was surprised to see so many elevators. She decided to take the 1st one and made her way inside. Once the door closed, she found the slot for her security card and used it and pretty soon she found herself moving. She just didn’t know if she was going up or down. 

After a moment, a digital readout in the corner began to display the floor numbers as they went by.  ...10...20...30...

Finally, at the 80th floor, the elevator slowed to a stop, and opened out into a very plush, comfortable-looking lobby, with dark hardwood floors, lacquered furniture, and antique vases and woodcuts.  At a well-polished desk, a receptionist looked up as Ana approached.  "May I help you?"

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The lobby of the ground floor was mostly empty, with the exception of a long, centrally-located desk, just beyond the doors.  A stocky man sat behind it, apparently acting as night security.  He looked up at Ana’s knock, and stood, motioning her to come inside; the doors were unlocked as long as there was a guard present.

Ana opened the door and made her way inside. She closed the door when she walked in and also put her hood down then approached the man behind the desk. She took out the security card from her pocket and showed it to him. 

The guard peered at the card for a moment, before giving her a satisfied nod.  “They told me there was a new card issued; that must be yours.  So, all you have to do is go to the elevator,” he gestured toward the bank of elevators on the far side of the lobby, “and you’ll find a security card slot inside, above the floor numbers; it’s labeled.  Just put that in there, and it’ll automatically take you to the restricted floors.  Okay?” 

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Ana was out running on the rooftops of New York in her black cloak. She was on her way to see Karai at the Foot HQ, to give her some news about the 2012 Turtles. What she had seen from their newest mission or adventure really made her angry, but she managed to blow off some steam before heading out. Pretty soon she saw the building in sight and then jumped off the rooftops and down to the ground, then made her way to the door and knocked on it, hoping that someone would answer, or at least escort her to where Karai’s office was, as the last thing she wanted to do was cause trouble. 

The lobby of the ground floor was mostly empty, with the exception of a long, centrally-located desk, just beyond the doors.  A stocky man sat behind it, apparently acting as night security.  He looked up at Ana’s knock, and stood, motioning her to come inside; the doors were unlocked as long as there was a guard present.

Jhanna was still slightly suspicious of the woman’s position, but it seemed legitimate that Karai would know if Ch’rell, had in fact, been destroyed. Just by the look of dismay in the woman’s eyes, Jhanna could tell that all of it was the truth. 

So, Ch’rell had been destroyed. Half of her purpose of coming to Earth was already taken care of. She finally nodded to Karai before she swallowed thickly. “Assuming that because you were an envoy of Ch’rell, then you’re also enemies with the turtles. Therefore, you would not know where they reside. Am I correct?”

Jhanna hoped that her speech didn’t offend Karai, but she really wanted to visit the turtles and truly thank them for their assistance years ago against Moriah. 

The magistrate knew of the Turtles?  Karai hesitated.  It was most likely that she was not an enemy to them, but she felt compelled to err on the side of caution.  It would do little good to deny their existence, in this case, given that the alien woman already knew of the enmity between them and the Shredder, but she was not interested in leading someone she had just met to their lair (or to April's apartment) without good reason.  She chose her words carefully.

"Actually, the Turtles were a... point of contention, between my master and myself.  I did not share his antagonism toward them.  My organization's history with them is long and complicated, but I do consider them allies."  

Her tone became wry, while remaining respectful.  "I do hope that is not a problem."

As soon as she started kissing him, His eyes slowly opened. "Hi, Karai.” His face turned almost as red as his hair once he realized what was going on. He was at a loss for words once she finished kissing him. The young scientist kissed her back and tried to wipe her tears away. “Please don’t cry—” his soft hands caressed her cheek and a soft smile came on his face, “—I hate it when you cry.” He paused for a second. “ Also, I know you were playing with my hair.” Although his eyesight was poor, he managed to find his glasses. 

 At first he ignored the fact that the door bell rang to continue their romantic actions, until the delivery man rang the doorbell again. He adjusted his clothing and answered the door. Once he answered the door he tried to strike up a conversation with the delivery man, but failed badly. Brian paid the man, took the bag and closed the door. 

 The young scientist placed the bag down and had a stupid grin on his face. “Oh, I got you something.” Brian started running off before they could continue their conversation. It took him awhile but, he finally came back but, he was holding something behind his back. “So, remember that time when we went for a walk around town and you saw that beautiful necklace you were in awe over? Well, I kinda got it for you.” He handed the box to her.  “I’m sorry that I put work before you. I feel really selfish for ignoring our relationship, I really do.” Chaplin kissed her on the forehead and smiled.

Karai pulled away a little as he awoke (she felt slightly guilty - she hadn't meant to disturb him yet), for a moment blinking down at his (from her perspective) upside-down face, before she moved to let him sit up, scooting over to occupy the cushion where his head had rested.  She gave him a weak smile as he brushed at her face, where a tear was making a slow escape; her smile intensified, when she saw that he was blushing vividly.  She curled her hand around his as it lingered on her cheek, squeezing it gratefully.  "I am not crying," she half-heartedly asserted, denying the obvious merely on principle.

She slumped a little as he rightly accused her of mussing his hair.  "I was, and I am not sorry," she frowned sternly at him, but could only keep up the facade for a moment, before her features softened again, green eyes hinting at subtle humor.

She laced her fingers with his and curled up at his side, content to simply lean against him for the time being, not at all inclined to move - until the doorbell rang again.  After a few moments, she let go of his hand reluctantly, and started to pull herself to her feet.  "Shall we get that, before they leave us without dinner?"

As she wandered over towards the table, Karai watched his exchange with the delivery man with rueful fondness - he tried too hard, sometimes, to be sociable, usually only succeeding in being awkward.  It certainly was a factor in her own disdain of him, when they met, and only when she'd nearly gotten herself killed by a tengu, had the other facets of his personality become apparent to her.  As terrible as that ordeal had been, it had led to their relationship.  For that, she was thankful.

She watched his retreating back with mixed feelings, as he announced that he had a gift for her.  Well... that answered her question about the validity of his earlier mumbling.  She watched silently as he returned, looking down as he (now consciously) explained what the box was for, and put it in her hands.  

She took it from him carefully, but didn't immediately open it.  Instead, she came forward to drape her arms around his shoulders, leaning her forehead against his with a benign sigh.  It was a long moment before she spoke.

"I have never resented how much time you put into your work.  You are the most thorough head scientist the Foot could ever ask for.  I only worry that you will make yourself ill by neglecting your meals and your sleep."

"I do not feel ignored.  At least, not any more than the rest of the universe, when you have an idea in your head."  Her smile was wry, but sincere.  "There is no need to apologize to me, with words or with gifts."

Despite how unnecessary she felt it was, she didn't wish him to think she was ungrateful; far from it.  "Still... I am so touched that you remembered it, and that you took the time to find it again.  You know that I will cherish it."  She turned slightly to lean against him, kissing his cheek briefly, before looking down at the box and opening it.  There it lay: a ruby heart, set in silver, along with a fine silver chain, in a little nest of purple velvet.   It was a stunning piece of jewelry, but its greatest significance, to her, is that it was he who had given it to her.

Reblog if you are RPing as a character from the TMNT  2003 series.

Doesn’t matter if you are canon, if it’s an AU or an OC. I’m kinda curious to see how many there are.