[Leo had not been to Mikaela's tattoo parlor/body shop/paint workshop/whatever before, and had needed to ask one of the vehicons for directions, but at some point in the day when Mikaela wasn't working the bar there's a playful honk from outside the door, too quiet to be a cybertronians, and in drives Leo in his new car.
Or rather, Leo pulled up in his new car which we was piloting with a remote control from the diver seat. As he pulled to a stop inside he kicked the door open (the latches were pretty stiff as they were mostly cheap plastic, and the windows did not roll down, since this was, in fact, a toy car) before stepping out and leaning on the hood in a very cool and nonchalant way.]
Hey, Mikaela. You know a thing or two about fixing cars right? Think you can help me fix this paint job? It's a little too 'Raph' for my tastes.
[it takes every single ounce of her considerable self control not to absolutely lose her shit at this sight. not in a cruel way of course, but she can't help a chuckle and a smirk.]
Hey, cool guy. You're going my way, huh?
[she stops whatever she was doing fully to get up and give the car an appraising look. it takes her a little longer than she'd like to admit to recognise that it's actually just a giant toy, but that's a good thing! she thinks that they could easily make it into a real electric car with donnie's expertise.]
I can mix up a blue to match you, sure. Where'd you get this?
Shit. I knew I should've tried that raffle out. [seems like leo really did luck out though. mikaela starts rounding it to get a proper look at the details - or lack thereof - and a better idea of how it works.] What are you thinking, hot rod style?
I can put together a few sketches for you... I have a couple ideas already.
[finishing her inspection, she saunters back to where she'd left her tablet to open up a painting program and quickly put down a basic stylized pattern that mixes leo's shell markings and the markings over his eyes.]
Mikey? [unfamiliar with turtle lore, she doesn't immediately clock that's his brother.] We could collab, if you want him involved too. That'd be fun!
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Or rather, Leo pulled up in his new car which we was piloting with a remote control from the diver seat. As he pulled to a stop inside he kicked the door open (the latches were pretty stiff as they were mostly cheap plastic, and the windows did not roll down, since this was, in fact, a toy car) before stepping out and leaning on the hood in a very cool and nonchalant way.]
Hey, Mikaela. You know a thing or two about fixing cars right? Think you can help me fix this paint job? It's a little too 'Raph' for my tastes.
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Hey, cool guy. You're going my way, huh?
[she stops whatever she was doing fully to get up and give the car an appraising look. it takes her a little longer than she'd like to admit to recognise that it's actually just a giant toy, but that's a good thing! she thinks that they could easily make it into a real electric car with donnie's expertise.]
I can mix up a blue to match you, sure. Where'd you get this?
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Won it at the mall. No one's luckier than Leo.
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[He stepped back as she started circling the car, giving her plenty of space for her appraisal.]
Something classic? That could be cool. Or something edgy or sleek. Like muah.
I trust you to come up with something awesome. You're the artist. Or I could ask Mikey.
[Actually....was Mikey going to be mad he didn't go to him first? Too late for that. Besides, Mikeala already had the whole setup for it.]
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[finishing her inspection, she saunters back to where she'd left her tablet to open up a painting program and quickly put down a basic stylized pattern that mixes leo's shell markings and the markings over his eyes.]
Mikey? [unfamiliar with turtle lore, she doesn't immediately clock that's his brother.] We could collab, if you want him involved too. That'd be fun!
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[He was sure whatever Mikaela came up with would be great.]
My little bro. The orange one. He's the artiste in the family, he did all the graffiti around the lair.