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*with the whole hitting up Nirvana thing and it NOT being the actual end of the road trip from hell, there were still lots of things to do. While others poured over information and the like, Raph braved the roads when the storms around the area weren't too bad. His bike was strong enough to take it and he had a feeling there was more to discover on the outskirts before they all moved on*

*even if he didn't have much luck, he parked at one point to radio in, since the winds made chattering to the rest of the convoy difficult at times*

Not much luck finding anything worth looking at within the agreed upon scouting range. I'd keep going but I know we're going to leave in the next few days so we'll be going further out anyway.

I'll be doublin' back in a few since I need a break.

I swear the terrain out here is trying to rattle me right outta my she--

*right in the middle of his report back, there's a sickening CRUNCH that cuts him off, following only with a scream of pain as the radio goes quiet for now as he dropped for the time being as another new monster form decided to sneak up on him*

[OOC: I promised I'd get this up before next event but Raphie's got double trouble coming his way. He'll pick up the radio to answer people who audio's back at him after he catches his breath but this boy's getting his scarab wings! :D Which means his shell's cracking to accommodate it. Otherwise you can come find him if you want.]

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[Rock couldn’t help but curl his face in disgust upon hearing that squelching noise echo out through the line.]

[Thank goodness that he’s OK … or at the very least, partially so. Rock couldn’t help but grow increasingly concerned when he hears the clear strain in Raph’s voice. Upon hearing the word “sniped”, Rock quietly transforms into his armor and shifts one of his hands into the Mega Buster.]

You think someone must’ve snuck inside the premises to attack you, right?

[Rock then shifts to his hooves, about to scout out the entire perimeter.]

Whatever you do … stay hidden until I tell you it’s OK to come out. I’m going to look around and see if whoever shot you is still here. I’ll see if I can deal with them accordingly. See if you can find a first-aid kit and cover those wounds up, OK Raph?

Not sure--I'm doin' some scoutin' fer the convoy before we leave so we don't try to leave and basically find somethin' of note just north of the place.

Mnh--alright, I think I got water in my pack--

[Goodness, what a relief. Rock's side of the line falls quiet as he began to search around the Convoy, checking every single nook and cranny to make absolutely sure that there wasn't some secret assassin out to get Raph or the other Drifters. Once that was done, Raph would hear a muffled noise before Rock finally speaks up at last.]

OK, Raph. I just searched around the perimeter, and from what I was able to see so far, I don't think there was anyone inside or even outside of the Convoy. Not even a single footprint could be spotted, so I'm assuming that ...

[Rock then looks up at the sky, now squinting at the shining moon before turning his gaze away from it.]

How long were you out when the moon showed up? Are you still currently outside or not?

[He's heard of the moon warps, and it's no surprise that Raph might've stumbled across one if the small squelching noises were anything to go by. Either way, Raph could be at risk of falling into a horrific frenzy if this starts to keep up.]

*considering that there's the whole convoy to worry about, he's more focused on breathing and not getting hit with anything else. So he appreciates Rock checking to make sure nothing was picking off convoy members*

Mnh--okay good.

*the question about the moon makes him half glance toward the sky, since he's huddled by his bike out and about* Don't know how long--wasn't checking.

M'out to the north of th' city right now. From what I can see, there's nothin' out here--

*he hisses as the pain in his back isn't lessening* Ow...jeez what the hell...

... Raph? If you can hear me right now, I'm gonna come and find you, OK?

Just ... stay wherever you are. Don't go anywhere, just give me the coordinates of your location so I can pick you up from there.

I can't risk letting you out on your own, it's too dangerous out there. Someone could kill you in that state.

Just--be careful, Rock; I have no idea what's goin' on--

*another CRACK sounds and he can't bite back the scream because it's his shell that's splitting with the transformation* ---AUGH!

[Rock cringes at both the sickening crunch and how much pain Raph must've been in, but he continues to push on. Eventually, Rock would locate his motorbike, which happened to be parked near the Convoy, before seating himself and then driving off afterwards.]

[After a few minutes has passed, Rock would finally spot Raph's vehicle in the distance and he pressed on the pedal to drive right up to it. Once he steered himself into the scene, Rock immediately turns his motorbike before turning to look for the ninja turtle.]

Raph? You can come out now. I'm here now, and it seems like the coast is clear. I don't I see anyone or anything that could be of danger, so you should be OK until we make it back to the Convoy.

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*downed as he is near the bike, he hears Rock's revving up as it heads his way. He stays low, since the pain is crippling right now - his shell a mess of newly formed pieces that lift up from against his back*

over...here--rock... *he says, exhausted, since he's been using his bike as cover since there's little out here to hide behind, not that he could drag himself around with how much pain he's in*

[Upon hearing his voice, Rock quickly sides off of his motorbike to rush over to Raph’s side. He doesn’t even lay a hand on Raph, noting the damage he has sustained on his shell.]

Oh crud, Raph! Crud, I have to get you back to the Convoy … [Rock began to look around his surroundings, sucking in a breath as he attempts to search for a possible assailant.] … whatever just happened to you … you cannot stay here. Not in this state. Too vulnerable …

*the whole impending changes thing has left him wiped the hell out right out, forcing himself to focus on Rock as his new buddy comes to help him*

I think--it's a new form or something---*he manages, hissing as the pieces of shell want to lift and expose the new wings* --not an attack--ugh...

[Oof. So he was right. It wasn't an assassin that managed to get the drop on Raph, but a possible moon warp that the ninja turtle got himself stuck through! Naturally, he sympathizes given how painful changes can be.]

[Shakily, Rock got up to his hooves and extended a hand out to Raph slowly.]

Here, I'll see what I can do ... [He then looks out to both his own and Raph's motorbikes.] ... especially since we'll have to find a way to haul your bike back to the Convoy, Raph.

*for the most part, other than the split shell and some armour plating at his joints, he's essentially the same demon-turtle thing. He takes the offered hand though, hanging on as he knows they need to get out of here in case something DOES show up to try and eat him. That'd be just his luck*

Mnh, okay--best to try and get the hell outta here... *though he cracks a smile* It'll return on its own. All of them have like...some autopilot thing...

[Rock simply raises his eyebrows.]

Really? [He's not even skeptical, but rather intrigued.] Like nobody is going to steal it or anything? [Rock definitely has to check his own motorbike on a later time. An autopilot is definitely good.]

[Once Rock was able to pull Raph up to his feet, he then hoists one of the turtle's arm around his shoulders and carries him over to his own motorbike. He then gestures to Raph to hop on.]

I'll drive you back, Raph. Are you able to hang onto me if I do?

[Hopefully, Raph has enough strength to grip onto him. Having a moon warp mutation is one thing, but falling off of the motorbike is another.]

Yeah...sounds fake, huh? But I guess it's just somethin' that happens within the convoy.

*he leans against Rock, feeling drained like he had been training for months straight* Don't think so... haven't heard of anyone losin' their vehicles before. But ya could ask around--I might not know.

*going with Rock to his bike, the weary is catching up with him - partly from his own fear of what had happened to him and partly because his body wants to shut down and rest. But he manages to get on, since riding is second nature to him*

Yeah, I--I should be able to if you focus on drivin'.

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