Raphael picked up a shard of stone that fell off the roof when he somehow managed to chip it after throwing a rock at it. As he looked at it he didn't know what had possessed him when he forced his legs to carry him towards the cell door. He was never one to stay indoors for any amount of time...well that went out the window this pass couple months or weeks. "I don't care if this will get me on trouble. My temper been shorter than usual, and being locked up in here isn't helping!" Raphael punched the door out of frustration, but the pain was nothing to what he had to endure so this was nothing. What's the worse they would do, break his fingers this time around? The thought of having his fingers broken stopped him, and had just settled for throwing the rock out the very small window and into the hallway(?).