[Leo shrugs off his jacket, making it more obvious he's lean. It only makes him look younger in comparison to Donatello's decades of training.
He eyes the bamboo arena with interest. His mind already spinning on what he can do.]
I can already feel my hubris being my undoing, but let's do this! Leon on the scene, baby!
[He moves to the pipe he was motioned towards, looking it over before leaping up to balance on the sole of his foot. Unsurprisingly, he wobbles, arms flailing a bit before he centers himself.
His tongue sticks out of the corner of his mouth as he steadies himself out.
He takes the first leap, and nearly knocks the next pole over in the process before course correcting.]
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He eyes the bamboo arena with interest. His mind already spinning on what he can do.]
I can already feel my hubris being my undoing, but let's do this! Leon on the scene, baby!
[He moves to the pipe he was motioned towards, looking it over before leaping up to balance on the sole of his foot. Unsurprisingly, he wobbles, arms flailing a bit before he centers himself.
His tongue sticks out of the corner of his mouth as he steadies himself out.
He takes the first leap, and nearly knocks the next pole over in the process before course correcting.]