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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?

Comments

video;

[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!

video;

[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.]