micromanaging and strategy, you say...

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[Robin's been aware that he has his work cut out for him from the getgo. He just had no idea how true that really was. Once he's got books piled in a haphazard semicircle around him, complemented by charts and loose pages of notes, it's so very evident that he has quite a lot to do and not the most accurate of information to work with.

And this might not be so bad if his memory was all there, but it's...not. An accident has assured this much, so Robin has taken it upon himself to cram every bit of knowledge he can into his mind, so that he can fulfill his responsibilities as a saniwa.

One might be given to assume this means that Robin is studying all of these things for some high and important purpose. And he'd argue that it is. As time crawls by he thumbs his way through various historical texts from a slew of authors, jotting down information as he comes across it - whether it agrees or conflicts. Just as he has in days previous, this is the way he spends his downtime.

And as with the days which preceded this, he eventually falls asleep in his pile of books and notes.

What is he studying with such determinations? Why, the swords he's got to work with, of course. Nobody can have a winning strategy without first understanding what one has at one's disposal. Strengths and weaknesses, assets and flaws, it's all right there scrawled on the papers littered around him. The sole exception being the sheet of paper pressed to one side of his face, ink smeared against his cheek]


[ooc: In Robin's original canon he had a tendency to somehow find out or notice all kinds of things about his allies. And he'd write them down in a roster. Some of these things were so deeply embarrassing or private that people were willing to risk their lives to get that roster back when it was stolen in a DLC episode. Gentleswords, he now has a roster with entries about you]

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[It would be the height of irresponsibility if Robin didn't keep track of every little detail no matter how incidental or seemingly useless. What if someday it actually becomes the difference between success and failure. One never knows when the tiniest of factors might tip the scales.

Granted some of the things Robin has seen fit to keep track of would in most realities never become a factor in any combat scenario, but...better safe than sorry?

If the greeting stirs Robin, he shows no evidence of it. In point of fact he just slouches more heavily against his pile of books, mumbling something to himself. Possibly about kebiishi. Or wolves. Or was that kebiishi riding wolves? The world may never know, but it's cause for visible unease in his expression.

And several moments after it seems he's just not waking, he sits bolt upright, brandishing a book like some kind of bludgeoning weapon as he blearily takes in his surroundings.

Oh. He's...dozed off again, hasn't he? It's not raining hell after all. Not this day]

Ah...I'm sorry, I must have dozed off.

[Such a fine saniwa you've got there, isn't he...?]

[candlecutterpikachu]

[ He dodges Robin's book hand with natural reflexes, doing some sort of impromptu limbo maneuver before quickly standing up as to not invade the other's personal space. ]

You should go to bed soon, then. [ Sleeping on the floor won't be good for one's back... but that isn't quite the reason that had made the situation so urgent. ]

Why... do you have so much notes?

[ It's the most polite way he could put it. Who even needs so much details....??? Especially since they're...


... so.....

.... possibly incriminating????


??? ]

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I'm alright. Perhaps I should take breaks on occasion, though.

[Just to walk around and keep himself from dozing off like that again. Robin sets the book down beside him, more than a little embarrassed by the fact that he very nearly clouted someone for...well. Simply waking him up.

Not that he fancies himself quick enough to actually hit any of his allies here, but...

He'll be more careful. And with his attention brought to his notes, Robin's quick to pick them up. They sure did get scattered about, didn't they?]

I wanted to better understand all of you, so I can formulate better strategies.

[How some of this information could possibly apply, well...a mystery]

[candlecutterpikachu]

Regular breaks should do it, saniwa-san. [ He half-sighs, scratching his head - though the gesture is more symbolic than anything, to show that he can still be sort of relaxed. ] If you'd need, one of us can remind you.

[ Or just pick Robin up and carry him to bed, that'll do it.


Buuuuut. Anyway. About the notes... ]

Surely... you don't need to write it down in so much detail?

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I wouldn't trouble anyone with something like that.

[They all have so much to deal with as it stands, and Robin is fairly sure no swords ought to be stuck babysitting him.

As for his notes...]

It seems to me that thorough is best. [Given the line of discussion, Robin thinks it wouldn't be out of place to ask...] Does something about that concern you?

[candlecutterpikachu]

[ Does something about that concern him? WELL IT DOES CONCERN HIM, SANIWA-SAN. ]

Actually, yes. [ His expression becomes a little pinched. ] This is... well... I'm not sure if I'm qualified to make that sort of statement - [ seeing that swords are after all objects and meant to be subservient ] - but... well...

[ How does he put it politely...? ]

I think it might be a little too thorough, if you get my drift.

[ Please get his drift. ]

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[Looks at his notes for a few long, ponderous moments...

And then back up.

Sadly, this your saniwa, and he has no idea what your drift is or where it's going]

What makes you say that?