Sorry, I've been really sick recently, I'll try and make a post soon.
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Robin took one look back at Serenity to see Pestilence behind her. Robin really didn't like him. Something about him was just... TOO happy. But he disregarded his baseless suspicions and carried onward, looking for the Vampire. After walking a length down the alley, a male vampire pounced on his position. Robin took a few quick steps back, drawing Adra. He loosely held the brilliantly crafted sword at his side, closing his eyes, letting Clear Mind go to work. After a second or so, Robin dashed forwards at unbelievable speeds, slicing at the vampire with one expertly placed strike, killing him instantly. Robin walked over to the now deceased vampire, respectfully, shutting the dead man's eyelids. Robin had intense respect for the dead, and believed everyone, good or evil, deserved a peaceful afterlife. Moving on from the dead vampire, he took a turn and ran into Serenity.
That's just what I assumed, so I really don't know. I can easily edit it if that's not what's going on. That's why I just made Robin not really listen.
Keep forgetting that Robin's sword has a name. Stupid brain.
Robin was walking through a dark alleyway, Adra in his hilt, ready to be drawn. He could see Serenity in a bisecting alley, Rapier drawn. Robin debated whether or not to join her. He decided against it. I'm sure she can hold her own. He thought. He continued down the alley, looking for this jeweller. Robin hadn't payed a whole lot of attention when they got their mission brief, all he got was 'Vampire', 'Jewller' and 'Kill'. Robin assumed that there was a Vampire Jewller somewhere that needed to be taken out. He got a glimpse at a photo of him, and his Clear Mind helped him to remember it clearly. Sometimes it was useful outside of battle.
"Uhhh... Half" he said simply, hopefully ending the conversation, but considering his luck so far, he very much doubted it. He adjusted his stance, feeling something uncomfortable. Something about this new person startled him. He was so... Friendly and.... Talkative. Robin didn't expect much friendliness today. He had noticed some of this from Seth, but Seth hadn't kept talking and asking questions. His friendliness didn't even sound fabricated. It sounded like genuine interest. But then he laughed internally. What do I know about being friends. He thought to himself.
Robin grabbed the hilt of his Flamberge, prepared to draw it at a moments notice. He was prepared to interject between Dracul and Serenity, but didn't need to as Vivian stepped in before him. Robin sighed, one among many countless sighs this morning. If they were going to butt heads at every possible moment, how the hell were they supposed to kill any vampires? Robin turned his attention to the newcomer. He honestly didn't care anymore at this point. They had already had fights between each other, what was another crazy-haired freak gonna do? None the less, Robin held out his hand for a handshake. "Robin Laher" he said his name simply to the newcomer, with a tone that expected an answer from the new vampire.
Robin sighed again. No one here seemed of interest to him, so he drew his blade and began honing its' edge. He couldn't say he was excited to be working with these people, but he really didn't have a whole lot of choice, so he may as well make the best of hit. He filed the name of the people who had introduced themselves already, and their attitude so far. Seth, Vivian and Serenity; Robin thought to himself. He pondered where their first mission would take the group an what they'd have to do.
"Names' Robin. Half-Vampire" Robin said to the group, looking around at the other vampires. A large number of them seemed menacing, even the girls of the group. Many swords and various other sharp and menacing weapons hung at the sides of the other vampire hunters. Robin preferred to keep his relationships strictly personal these days, and elected to keep his introduction as short as possible.
Robin awkwardly shifted his stance as he listened to someone or other talking. He really didn't care. He gently gently grasped the handle of his sword that was sheathed at his side. He looked around at the others standing with him. He vaguely had heard of a few of them, but didn't really know a whole lot about them. He also noticed a few other sword wielders. Robin sighed. He would make it out of here, if it were the last thing he did.
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