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<br/>​</div>Grimm Studies.  Robin remembered the class from Signal - a relatively trivial affair in which one memorized distinguishing characteristics of Grimm.  Yet he doubted the class at Beacon would be in any way similar - the staff at Beacon seemed to prefer a more hands-on approach.  Grimm Studies would, no doubt, involve killing Grimm at some point - perhaps even today.<br/><br/>Thankfully, WRTH wasn't present - averting the chance for any sort of aggressive confrontation.  Not that LITE was a welcome presence in Robin's opinion.  While the rest of his team seemed to admire LITE's well-rehearsed teamwork, Robin wished they could merely emulate a fraction of that.  With the majority of<i>his</i>team either too antagonistic or self-absorbed to achieve anything together, LITE seemed a near-perfect machine in comparison.  And with skilled teamwork, Robin knew ARKIS would be easy pickings.  Sure, he'd probably come out alive but the death of mostly everyone else wouldn't be conducive to teambuilding.<br/><br/>He made somewhat of a show as he brushed past Lenora, giving the white-haired beauty a brief grin as he gestured towards the other members of LITE.  "Nice team.  I<i>am </i>surprised they put you in charge and all, but well..." He shrugged casually before heading towards K, Karmyne, and Nekro.  "...You always liked to be on - I mean<i>at</i>the top." If looks could kill, Robin surmised he would have been dead before he hit the floor.  Still, Lenora couldn't resist tossing in a barb of her own.<br/><br/>"Is that why you're not team leader, Robin?  Couldn't<i>rise</i>to the occasion...as usual?" A false, sweet smile crossed her delicate features, and Robin swore he saw her twin brother snickering in the background.  He'd lost this round, it seemed, for an overall tied score.  Lenora - 1, Robin - 1.  There wasn't much further use arguing.  Besides, K needed him to be normal and sensible or something and Robin knew he shouldn't waste any more time antagonizing his ex.  A reciprocal grin crossed Robin's features as he turned back to Lenora.<br/><br/>"Not while looking at you, miss has-the-curvature-of-a-geometric-plane." Okay, perhaps one last remark.<br/><br/>He rejoined his team, giving K a side glance and a bit of a smile.  "Excited?  I'm sure we'll all do well in this teamwork-related activity.  Besides, it'll be an excellent chance to see yours, Karmyne's, and Shiro's combat abilities firsthand." He was certainly curious - ballistics class demonstrated one attribute - namely the poor ranged abilities of his teammates.  Grimm combat, most often a melee affair, would give him a glimpse of his fellow teammates' skills - and a chance for Robin to highlight his skill with the saber.<br/><br/><i>Maybe we can even work on some coordinated teamwork.</i><br/><br/>Robin's eyes turned to Nekro, a scoff passing across his lips.  Metaphorical ballast in Faunus form.  If this class was in any way similar to the team selection process, Robin might<i>just</i>have to get rid of Nekro after all.