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<br/>​</div>Robin was livid.  It was an all-consuming fury, threatening to overwhelm his natural instincts at the expense of all else: yet well hidden, with no perceptible physical signs.  His body was relaxed, his face expressionless--belying the all-consuming rage flooding his veins.  Who the<i><b>FUCK</b></i>did this team leader think he (is K a he?) was, speaking to him in such an accusatory manner?  Were they blind?  While the denizens of Vale may have been desensitized to Faunus terrorism and their violent, animistic tendencies, his father and Atlas never let him forget.  Faunus rapists and murderers were plastered across the news feed!  Nekro, K, Karmyne, Shiro: each and every one of them disapproved of his views, he could<i>feel</i>it.  They were all glad to drink the medicine, to play out their happy little song and dance without a hint of skepticism whatsoever in their dismissal of his opinion.<br/><br/>Of course, to Robin, it was easy to accept and trust Faunus when the Black Fang hadn't ripped your family apart.<br/><br/>He coughed, a little imperceptibly; much of the pent-up stress exiting his body with the simple gesture.  Perhaps he was exhausted--or it was a mere accumulation of the day's events: partnering with that incorrigible Faunus; failing to make team leader; phone calls with dear old dad; and realizing his views placed him into stark contrast with the rest of his teammates.  Yet it was clear he'd get nowhere by arguing, especially given K's demeanor: Robin would be best served by respecting the team leader's demands and holding his tongue as necessary.  Perhaps it was born out of admiration?  Few people had ever called him out on such remarks, and fewer still had done such knowing the reputation of his family.<br/><br/>A momentary grin coursed across Robin's face as he dutifully followed after K--not because he cared for them, mind you.  Robin's focus was solely on claiming the best position in their dorm room for himself.  Truly, an inspirational model for all aspiring leaders.  He paused just long enough to give a respectful nod to both Karmyne and Shiro, brushing past them in his hastiness.<br/><br/>Yet as Robin followed closely behind Akena, he felt a sharp buzz within his pants pocket.  He removed his Scroll, peering curiously at the screen--a single message catching his eye.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: 'Tahoma'"><span style="font-size: 12px">Hello dear, hope you're enjoying your first day at Beacon!  <br/>
Your father spent much of last night working on your<br/>
graduation present.  It's a bit last-minute and not as nice<br/>
as the Atlas facilities, but we hope it suits your needs!  You'll<br/>
get a key for it in a few days!<br/>
</span></span><br/>
<span style="font-family: 'Arial'"><span style="font-size: 12px">--Mom</span></span>​</div><br/><div style="text-align: center">​</div><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-size: 15px">A faint grin spread across his face at the contents of the message, but Robin quashed the expression before it could become a full-on smile.  While he doubted the contents of such a present could be fully appreciated by the members of his team (save Shiro), it was a welcomed gesture nonetheless, as solution out of his current funk.  Finally, his day seemed to be looking up.</span></span><br/><br/><span style="font-size: 12px"><span style="font-size: 15px">Perhaps he would even get the nicest bed in the dorm.</span></span>