((Another bit of back-role-playing, if you will. Robin and I were talking in AIM, and this happened... the note mentioned can be found in Robin's lj entry 'Personal Demons'. Again, everything said by *Robin* was written by *Robin*, and vice versa...
This began as many things do... with a cordial greeting...))
"Good evening, Robin."
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Gritting his teeth visibly, he wanted to just punch the wall, but what good would that do? None. The boy wonder felt weak, pathetic, angry (mostly at himself)...and whether he acknowledged it at all, his mind was going over the offer. Again and again. 'You need me to teach you how to attack.Was he really right? Robin had beaten him before, but lately, he'd been getting the beating of his lifetime, almost as if this were some mind trick like when everyone thought Slade had been dead. "No...because I attacked him, I ( ... )
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