[Donnie gasps, but he's quick to jump in. Neon purple light flares beside him, lines tracing out to form some sort of technically enhanced staff. Lastly springs up a thin blade from one end, and although the entire thing looks hardly solid, the turtle grasps it and spins it expertly as he brings down the blade at the restraints before they can wind Zero in all the way.]
Seconded!
[He makes a face as he sees the thing bound to the table, having soo many second thoughts about coming into this place. The restraining system is a troubling one, the continual blinking not doing anything for his frazzled nerves.]
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Seconded!
[He makes a face as he sees the thing bound to the table, having soo many second thoughts about coming into this place. The restraining system is a troubling one, the continual blinking not doing anything for his frazzled nerves.]
Hrggh, I do not want to know why that's empty.