teenwonder | ᴙ 06 [Action/Written]

[Missions are stupid. They're harrowing and dangerous and only ever give volunteers a glimpse into the world outside the Luceti compound. And Robin's spent a month working in one, providing services for evil people and feeling dirty the entire time.

So naturally there's an experiment when he gets back. Because of course there's an experiment. It's hard to research current events with all the chaos happening everywhere, leaving Robin feeling painfully uninformed in terms of his usual ~~stalking~~ accuracy.

It's customary for Robin to filter things when he uses the journal. It's a tool of their captors, and important to keep as low of a profile as possible when utilizing its services. The problem he hasn't quite realized yet is that the journal has helpfully autocorrected the spelling in his proper names, effectively breaking the filters and leaving his messages open for all to see. It's annoying and something he's having difficulty fixing. How nice to be back in Luceti.]

[(Broken) filter to Aang]
Sorry for cleaving without notice. Hack now. We can lick up your training when you're ready.

[(Broken) filter to Cyborg]
Hey Cubist,
Seems lime you're here. Don't bitter looking for me. Ill be around.

[....Okay, that didn't go well at all. He'll huff and try to make a beeline for Community House 5 instead, sidestepping the chaos overtaking most of town. He might get sidetracked through someone's garden or by colliding into an exceptionally frantic person-running-late, but eventually he'll make it back to his apartment.

He might make a few door-related missteps though. Apologies if he's stepped into your bathroom or out of your bedroom closet.]

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[Siiiiigh.]

Wish I had better news to report. I haven't been able to get much of anything concrete.

Man. So it really is all bad news.

[Just wait until Robin finds out all his traps were disarmed. 8|]

I think I caught a good lead a while ago. They mindwiped me before I could put it to use.

You already know to be careful with the journal, right?

Yeah, man. We didn't make the titan communicators just because they were cool looking.

[It was so they'd have their own code, super encrypted, to ensure everything they said was secure. You don't just trust someone else's network.]

[He nods] Exactly. The only thing keeping me from working out a similar network here is the tech. We get next to nothing useful. [And people get mad if you try to gut a DVD player.]

I've been looking for my communicator, but I ain't found it yet. [Cyborg taps his arm.] Still got this, though. Not that there's any signals in here.

The community buildings are tall enough to send out a decent signal. It's just a matter of getting the resources to put together a tower.

[Cyborg casually transforms one of his arms into a blow torch.]

The only reason you ain't got resources is cuz you ain't got an entire toolshop stored in that belt of yours.

Edited 2012-08-06 03:12 (UTC)

[....He's missed you so hard, Cyborg.]

In that case, let's get started. Maybe you can help me get video into my surveillance system.

Assuming we can get back to your place, anyway.

[Cuz you know. Doors. And Cyborg's inordinate hunger for things that aren't food.]

What, you mind taking the long way? [He's opening the door to CH4, reasoning that it's got as much of a chance of getting them to his apartment than any other door might.]

[He shifts his arm back to normal and slumps his shoulders.]

Man, we better not end up in the mountains again. [He'll follow Robin inside.]

Edited 2012-08-06 13:53 (UTC)

Again? Has that already happened for you? [Cy must've had a busy day yesterday.

Does it help that this door just leads back to the flower shop? They're maybe four inches tall in the flower shop, but at least it's not the mountains.]

Yeah, yesterday. And it was raining too.

[Cyborg walks past the flower arrangements they arrived in, then points up at the flower bud above them.]

Something about this seem wrong to you?

That's rough. [Robin knows that feel. He's no stranger to the way the Malnosso like to mess up an afternoon.]

Define "wrong". This is practically kind for an experiment week. [He'll be trying to shimmy up the stem of the closest flower to get a better view of where they've wound up.]

At least we're indoors, right?

Man, we just did something like this a few weeks before I showed up here. I mean, it wasn't flowers, but the tiny thing? Really getting old.

[There's no shot of him being able to stay on one of those flowers with his weight, so he keeps moving forward. There's flowers EVERYWHERE.]

[It's all right, Cy. You're not missing much. Robin's only gone for a bit before sliding back down to report his findings.]

I think I see a door at two o'clock. If we can make it that far, we'll at least get a shot at being a normal size. [It's just that from this perspective, the door is crazy far away. Here's hoping there isn't some kind of bug problem with all these plants around.]

Great. And us the only two who can't fly.

[Well. They just need to get down from this counter first. His arm cable should be long enough for that. Maybe.]

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