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[birdsbirdsbirds]

Who: Robin!
Broadcast: Video!
Action: Not unless it gets weird!
When: About a day after his supposed murder.

[the feed crackles on to show Robin, looking very much alive and in a shirt that doesn't have a big hole in it, thank you. he's crouched somewhere on one of those Floot Loop stations, probably. he's got his back to one of those big LED displays, which means... unless you want to check every single bright, animated ad in every station within range, he's going to be kind of tricky to find.

he... waves, though he doesn't look like he's very happy to see you either, to be honest.]

Hello. I'm not dead, since I assume that rumor has spread far and wide by now.

And I would love to have a calm, rational conversation about all of this before someone tries to kill me again. What have I missed? Catch me up.

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[heresyandlace]

That's one way to become popular, I suppose.

[oho he hears that tone, buddy. gonna be quietly watchin' you like a hawk.]

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[birdsbirdsbirds]

I really don't need the criticism, Tek. I'm fully aware.

[that he's fucked up and the whole fleet is looking at him. CAN WE NOT.]

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[heresyandlace]

No need to get touchy.

I'm just checking in.

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[birdsbirdsbirds]

[with your passive-aggressive sarcastic bullshit... but you know what? he takes a big, calming breath, and sighs.]

Thank you, I'm doing all right.

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[heresyandlace]

[there. was that so hard?]

Good.

I'm sure you'll let me know if that fact changes.

[whatever that means. maybe there's a nice reason buried in there... somewhere...]

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[birdsbirdsbirds]

[maybe the fact that he's keeping level in spite of Tek's biting remarks... is a good sign? or maybe the fact that he's doing well is secretly a bad sign. it's always hard to tell, with Robin.]

I'm sure I will...