Hovering

Michelangelo was feeling particularly energetic today, but since it was still daylight topside, a rooftop run was a little more risky than he was willing to attempt. So instead, he’d retrieved his rocket hoverboard from its hiding place and was currently zooming through the larger tunnels, the dull roar of his board’s engines echoing confusingly through the tunnel network.

He kept his senses alert, not wanting to run into anyone like he’d almost run into Lea the last time he’d been rocketboarding. A collision definitely wouldn’t end well for anyone involved.