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[It isn't often that Robin uses his journal. Oh to be certain, he monitors the thing closely, keeping an ear to the town's goings-ons from the most grandiose schemes to even the pettiest birthday announcement. But lately, Robin's been mulling over some Serious Issues that lack cohesive data in any concrete ways. The necessary solution is crowdsourcing.]

I think it's safe to say most of us have a decent sense of te line between fact and fiction. So now I'm curious: how many of you have met someone here who tells you that you're not real? I'll be filtering your responses, so don't worry about airing your information in public.

[Because naturally, Robin himself doesn't count as public. That would be silly. He sets aside the stack of abused library-gained comics he's been poring over for the last week. There's been enough to unsettle him, but not anything concrete. So some Archie guy can't decide between two girls. So Iron Man and the Hulk teamed up with some guy in a Spider outfit. Even the Superman-punches-an-alien comic doesn't tell Robin much he didn't already know. The issues are too short and too out of sequence to provide any real understanding. Whose world did these things come from? Is there a portal-jumping journalist hopping between dimensions and publishing people's lives as fiction? Or is there more to it than that?]

Oh, and one more thing. Is anyone planning on taking over the pizza place? It's kind of a shame it's just sitting there.

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[Aang stares at the journal after seeing Robin's entry come up. It had been so long since their fight. He hoped his and Katara's thoughts that he had lightened up were true. He prepares to speak a few times and thinks of just closing the journal, waiting for another day.]

...H-Hey, Robin.

[Lightened up, started obsessing about something else, same thing right? If anything, talking to Aang doesn't make him feel like someone's just dipped his little brother in a vat of acid anymore, so. Progress?]

Hi, Aang. You're up late.

[It could be progress. His greeting definitely helps Aang to feel better.]

I guess I'm a little off tonight. I woke up and I'm waiting to go back to sleep. [Pause] I've been wanting to talk to you.

Oh really? What about?

[Hopefully it's not about all those intensely personal secrets the airbender might still know. Robin would hate to have to cut out your tongue, Aang. It would probably upset Katara.]

[Fret not, Aang knows better than to call him a Dick.]

I was wondering what you know about tonfas.

[He'd better, no matter how well that name applies sometimes.]

As in the weapon? I've studied them. [They're not a favorite, all things considered. Too close-quarters.] What about it?

I've been trying them out recently. As like an alternative to my bending. [Pause] And I've been trying to find someone to train me in using them. Do you think that could... happen?

[... Wait what. Where is this coming from?]

Are.. You sure I'm the right choice?

You were the closest person I can think of to help. It didn't sound that off from the weapons you usually use, and... I know you fight non-lethally. I'll understand if you don't want to.

I can start you off, at least. But if you want to have any kind of mastery with them, you'll probably have to make up a lot of moves.

Do you think you could handle that?

Yeah, Robin, that could be enough. It can help me decide for sure if these are the weapons for me, and I think I can make up more moves once I've learned enough. [He did invent the air scooter after all]

[... Air scooter.]

I'll be around next time you're free. [Because Robin totally knows Aang's routine by now, even if it's not as regimented and packed as Katara's. Not that he hangs around stalking Avatar House or anything. That would be weird.]

Thanks, Robin. I really appreciate it.

[He felt on some level that Robin was closer than he seemed - he hoped he was watching somewhere in the bushes at the cultural fair.]

No need. I know it's work you can handle.

[He stifles a yawn.]

You really do know everyone's limits. I'm looking forward to it.

[He smirks.]

Get to sleep. It's probably past your bedtime.

Alright, I'll head back to bed. Good night and thanks again, Robin. I'll see you around.

Sure thing, Aang.

[And see him around Aang would. Robin will be hovering around in the morning just after breakfast. Considering the way things went down after that experiment, Robin figures he at least owes Aang a daylight appearance. Apology accepted?]

[Aang spots him soon after going out for a walk and grins broadly. He runs over to see him and stops nearby - remembering that hugs aren't always appropriate for him. Instead, he extends a hand for shaking.]

Good morning, Robin!

[... Stop reminding him of some hybrid Beast Boy/Starfire lovechild, Aang. You make him ridiculously homesick. Handshakes are fine though.]

Good morning. [Relatively speaking.] Are you free to train?

Yep! I made sure to have them on me, just in case!

[He reaches down and pulls out his pair of tonfas, which he had attached to his belt. He begins to wave them around childishly. Each tonfa is decorated with some Airbender arrows.]

Check it out, Robin!

[...Aang what is that even. You don't plan on being stealthy at all, do you? ~~As if Robin really has any room to judge weapon customization.~~]

They sure are something different.

But maybe you shouldn't go swinging those around until we've got more room. We don't want anyone getting hurt.

[He abruptly stops and droops the tonfas to his side.]

Oh, sorry! Good idea, Robin. I just wanted to show you what I know so far. [Which is to... wildly flail them around.]

[Aang, stop being endearing. You're going to ruin his reputation.]

I'm sure you'll be great. It's your job to pick up new techniques, right?

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