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"Eh, I don't flirt with a lot of girls so I'm not surprised that its not creative," he said laughing at himself as well. The tattoo has no meaning. I just liked its wild design and the black covers most of the remains of my bullet wound and the black marks from it. He stretched slightly before yawning and stretching more. He looked at her her weapons and nodded agreeing with her about their differences. She was more personal, he was power until he got to his pistols, then it got personal. He looked at her quietly and shook his head at her suggestion that he was forced. "No, I just fought a lot in Middle and High School so I wanted to do something with it. I wanted to go fast since I use to drag race, so, I flew F-22 Raptors, then F-37 Hawk. I just got shoved into this mess though when that stupid Fallen Angel hit. Oh well. What about you?" he asked curiously looking at her. "You don't really seem like military--no offense of course."

He blushed a little and looked away looking out the window when she was questioning his flirting. He looked back at her though after she'd explained what happened and he frowned sighing. He rubbed his eyes and looked at her quietly unsure what to say. He thought his life sucked at times, but that was ultimate crap. "To me you just seemed like a baker or an artist," he shrugged saying it barely audible for her to hear. He felt kind of bad to say it now. She'd been through hell and he was trying to make a joke about it. It made his issue in the military seem like he'd cut himself on the pavement and skinned his knee.

"I thrive off of my emotions. I need them half the time," he muttered quietly before he sighed and leaned back into his seat nodding as he closed his eyes falling into a deep sleep. As usual, they were nightmares. Everything he'd saw haunted him terribly as he slept before he felt someone smack his knee.

He freaked out and drew his pistol to see his friend on the other end of it. Raphael put his weapon back into his holster and nodded standing up. They had five minutes till jumping. "Kira, hey, wake up. Its time to jump," he told her rubbing her shoulder gently before he grabbed another parachute for her. He stopped for a second and looked at her making sure she was awake before he asked, "You ever jumped?" If she hadn't, she would have to with him, if she had, it would be a lot easier, but not as safe. He wasn't sure about it at all though, he knew he had, of course he had. Flying fighter jets required it.

Raph smiled and grabbed a harness for her that had a back up chute and he pulled on a bigger one that could catch both their weights even though he knew she didn't weigh that much. He helped her into the straps quickly mentally telling himself they had two minutes down. He did them all except the ones around her breast and legs leaving her to do them. He handed her a pair of goggles and waited for her to get her back pack and what ever she was needing for this. He attached the last straps for himself fixing the guns and holding his bag in his hand hoping it would survive the crash. "Alright, when we hit the ground, it might be a little hard, but try to stick it with only a few hops. The wind shouldn't lit us back up, but just incase it does, relax and done freak out," he instructed her before he opened the side of the plane reading the altitude and guessing how long they could fall before he had to open the chute.

Raph smiled reasuringly and then hooked his harness to hers and waited for a thumbs up from the pilot. Once he'd gotten it though, he leapt. He free fell from the plane holding his bag in his hand his other free. He didn't say anything as he was watching his watch the whole time to make sure he didn't pull it early or late. If he pulled it early, it would rip, if he pulled it late, they would hit the ground and die along with it ripping. He closed his eyes for a second before pulling the clip and the parachute caught their fall letting them coast to the ground as he steered it carefully by making them both lean. When the hit the ground, they were still going about fifty miles an hour so it was rather rough, but with his strength, he caught them quickly under the darkness and held Kira against him to make sure she didn't fall.

His heart was racing, but it was a good kind as he undid his chute and then stuffed it back into his bag quickly after he'd unclipped both of them. After, he gently took her arm and started running for cover into a building where they could catch their breath. Once they were there, he sunk to the ground breathing deeply, but not panicked. "How you doing?" he asked barely above a whisper.

Raph stuffed his things back into his bag before standing up again. He rubbed his eyes as well and muffled a yawn. He shoulder the chute and his back pack easily before shaking his head. "We have to move. The whole point was to land in the dark, but we might have still been seen. If we stay here, we are screwed. It won't take long for those things to find us. And I'll see what I can do about another jump after this," he said taking her wrist and leading them slowly through the darkness on the sharper eyesight he'd gotten in the dark. He lead her along quickly through the darkest part in the city and running through buildings occasionally to loose what ever trail they might of left behind. He wasn't getting shot again and he wasn't getting her killed. Even if she looked at a partner as slowing her down, he gave himself the responsibility to keep her alive. If he failed at that, he failed everything.

He'd lost track of how long they'd been running as they hit the apposing city limit and his ragged wheezing breath echoed in his ears as he tried to keep quiet. Once they'd broken out of the city, he stopped and stopped Kira. "Now, we can stop and rest," he muttered quietly pulling his pistol out and sitting on the ground watching for anything while controlling his breath to slow down again.

"I'm about six foot one and I'm not sleeping. I'm staying up and watching over all of this. After that, we'll be out in the morning," he explained before he pulled his coat off of and tossed it over to her. He didn't get cold, it was just comforting for him to have it on to keep it on. He stood up and walked over to a tree and leapt up catching himself. He pulled himself up onto the branch and sat there taking his gun off of his back and aimed it in the distance looking around before putting it back. He sighed loudly and rubbed his eyes as his body pulsed with pain, but he didn't say anything about it. He wanted her to get some sleep before they headed out.

Hearing her toss something he let go with his hands and hung upside down with his legs hooked on the branch. He caught the drink smelling the closed can before he put it into one of his many pockets. "I don't think its a good idea for me to have one right now. I crash really bad after I have one," he said with a shrug seeing her in his coat. He smirked a little bit and pulled himself back up with a simple swing. "It looks to be a little big on you," he said with a smile as he laid on his back giving himself some time to relax and talk to her. All the animals were sounding normally so he figured they would be fine until they stopped. He cracked his neck then knuckles while he settled himself into the tree. Honestly, it was comfy to him. Raph normally slept in a lot of weird places and this was just one of the few he loved the most.