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[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: Robin (and you!)
Broadcast: Video, open network!
Action: Anyone who makes it onto the Bloodsport.
When: RIGHT NOW.

[he opens up a video feed and adjusts it so that everyone can see... well... something like this going on where he's cleared space in the engine room. it's metal pipes rather than sharp swords, but the thought is still there... the camera moves and Robin's dumb face shows up, grinning--]

Okay, okay. Hey.

You, me. Robot arms that fight each other.

I'll open bets and the rest of my booze. Come on, who's in?

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[idealistic]

[ oh, he notices. it was the same as last time too, and he's tempted to ask, but he won't.

instead, he'll just huff indignantly. ] I bet I could easily kick your butt with these things.

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[wilder]

Well duh, you did build them. I'd hope you'd be able to beat someone who doesn't know how to use them.

The question, however, is if you can beat Robin...

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[idealistic]

[ ULP ]

O-of course I can! [ he got his ass handed to him the first couple of times they tested it. ]

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[wilder]

Oh?

You don't sound too confident, Lloyd...

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[idealistic]

[ .......... ]

It just took me a while to get used to it... [ it's mostly mumbled, but Kaneis should be able to hear it. ]

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[wilder]

[He snorts]

Don't worry, I'm just giving you a hard time. Of course I'll bet on you.

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[idealistic]

[ that pout is still there for a bit before he visibly relaxes, his mouth spreading into a grin. ]

Thanks. [ he means it. ] I definitely won't let you down!

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[wilder]

[He just makes a "Heh" sound and waves him off. Yeah, yeah- go fight win.]

[Honestly though. Lloyd disappointing him? The thought hadn't even crossed his mind.]