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psychoshenanigans2013-11-30 12:32 am
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Accord // AU
Because winter sucks and he gets tired of reading indoors, Robin's hiding somewhere in a nice mild-rainforest-biome section of the Conservatory. Birds, butterflies, and a book full of Brothers Grimm. He's on a bench, cigarette sticking out of his mouth, even though it's probably impossibly inappropriate to smoke in a carefully-moderated biome environment.
Whatever, he doesn't care. He'll do what he wants until someone kicks him out.
Whatever, he doesn't care. He'll do what he wants until someone kicks him out.
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Though, he figures that a tiger would be way off limits, in that case. They're pretty endangered, from his feeble understanding of things.
He doesn't get all the way through the thought, however, before Robin calls his attention back down from the ceiling.
"Yeah. Ten minutes, maybe. I smelled you and came over."
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He supposes that, technically, he shouldn't eat the birds because it would mess up the delicate balance of life maintained in these biomes, and the Metal Men would pitch whatever fit that they're capable of... but you're not supposed to smoke in these things either, and that hasn't stopped him at all.
"Though I'm flattered I was the first thing to catch your attention."