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<br/>​</div>Unlike the other members of his team, Robin's weapon had a perfectly capable and functioning ranged firearm.  He raised his hands both times to Professor Umbervyn's questions, somewhat disappointed none of his team members seemed to be able to follow accordingly.  In a larger team of 5 members, it seemed their mid-range and long-range combat ability was severely lacking.  Luckily, the sheer power of his hangun's 10mm rounds and an electronic sight served to mitigate these factors somewhat...and while he knew the weapon was<i>capable</i>of killing Beowulves from 200 yards away, he'd need more practice to hit said distances accurately and consistently.<br/><br/>Which brought Robin to his then-secondary problem.  When it came to<i>Velocitus'</i>handgun form, he was sort of a one-trick-pony.  He merely shot high-powered bullets at reasonable distances and couldn't utilize his semblance effectively to perform combos utilizing the handgun form.  His mother was far more skilled in such a feat, able to add the slowing or damaging effects of her runic glyphs to the bullets themselves.  She was able to set traps or inflict detriments from extreme distances, thus mitigating the one major weakness of their shared Semblance.  Of course, all Robin's attempts to replicate her successes had ended in rather painful explosions.<br/><br/>He wouldn't repeat such a mistake before the watchful gaze of professors and peers.<br/><br/>Still, he might as well focus on the task at hand.  The lecture had been entertaining, if somewhat dry; and Robin was excited to step onto the firing range.  "I'll be fine," he murmured to Akena, gesturing to the large silver-accented handgun at his side.  He drew it with a swift, practiced motion: aiming it directly at the targets in front of them - ensuring his weapon's built-in sights were trained and accurate.  With the press of a button against the back of the weapon, a small rectangular targeting sight flipped up from the slide - a pale blue dot present in the center.<br/><br/>Now, he waited for the professor's orders to open fire.  At this range, and with his weapon?  Robin could drill bullseye after bullseye, all day long.