[As someone who generally likes festivals and is drawn to celebrations, Robin naturally helps with the prep work. Lazy ass he may be, making a sign is somewhat enjoyable for him.
That's important. He's in a decent enough mood, so his paints have been... cooperating. For the most part. He's almost done with a flower he's been painting. Everything is going great. It looks like an actual flower. Who knew he was an actual halfway decent artist?? He has spent enough time around nature he better be good at drawing flowers.
He chances a glance next to him, to see what someone else has been working on.
Whether it's good or bad, he comments,]
Aaah, hah, not bad. Even Da Vinci might be jealous.
F. 1
[Everyone earns money in their own way. As a delivery boy or as a clock-maker. Robin has been stuck with the prior. At least his bike is green, whether by his own green-affinity touch or just fate(/).
He's riding his bike through town, splashing through puddles. His mantle waving around behind him and a bundle clocks in the basket at the front, ready to be delivered. His route is simple and he planned it in his head before kicking off.
He just didn't plan for the crosswalk, or the people walking across right just as he's pedaling through the rain to get his deliveries done ASAP. The quicker he's finished, the quicker he's paid. The faster he can wander to that pub he frequents.
Tires + rain never equals anything good. He skids around as he attempts to avoid a collision. Ringing his little bell at the handle bars, furiously.
RING RING RING RINGRINGRINGRIGNRIGNR]
G
[No blueberries. No buckets. Yet.
He's used to sleeping in trees, out in nature. He's used to being on his own. Having a roommate is what he's decidedly NOT used to. He's a terrible roommate, by the way, if you've chosen this prompt. I'm sorry.
While he cooks and he's pretty cleanly on his own, when it comes to paying rent? Yeah, good luck. And when he's told to do something, he fights it.
There's a schedule for chores and Robin always. ALWAYS!!!!!! Misses it. Either because he's missing or he shirks his duties. It might be time to confront him about it.
It's one of those rare times when he's actually around to be yelled at as he hangs out, smoking a cigarette and studying his amulet.]
ANYTHING ELSE
[If you have something else you've been dreaming of playing, hit me up. I'll oblige. Otherwise, you can contact me on plurk (starchii)]
robin hood | fate/
[As someone who generally likes festivals and is drawn to celebrations, Robin naturally helps with the prep work. Lazy ass he may be, making a sign is somewhat enjoyable for him.
That's important. He's in a decent enough mood, so his paints have been... cooperating. For the most part. He's almost done with a flower he's been painting. Everything is going great. It looks like an actual flower. Who knew he was an actual halfway decent artist?? He has spent enough time around nature he better be good at drawing flowers.
He chances a glance next to him, to see what someone else has been working on.
Whether it's good or bad, he comments,]
Aaah, hah, not bad. Even Da Vinci might be jealous.
F. 1
[Everyone earns money in their own way. As a delivery boy or as a clock-maker. Robin has been stuck with the prior. At least his bike is green, whether by his own green-affinity touch or just fate(/).
He's riding his bike through town, splashing through puddles. His mantle waving around behind him and a bundle clocks in the basket at the front, ready to be delivered. His route is simple and he planned it in his head before kicking off.
He just didn't plan for the crosswalk, or the people walking across right just as he's pedaling through the rain to get his deliveries done ASAP. The quicker he's finished, the quicker he's paid. The faster he can wander to that pub he frequents.
Tires + rain never equals anything good. He skids around as he attempts to avoid a collision. Ringing his little bell at the handle bars, furiously.
RING RING RING RINGRINGRINGRIGNRIGNR]
G
[No blueberries. No buckets. Yet.
He's used to sleeping in trees, out in nature. He's used to being on his own. Having a roommate is what he's decidedly NOT used to. He's a terrible roommate, by the way, if you've chosen this prompt. I'm sorry.
While he cooks and he's pretty cleanly on his own, when it comes to paying rent? Yeah, good luck. And when he's told to do something, he fights it.
There's a schedule for chores and Robin always. ALWAYS!!!!!! Misses it. Either because he's missing or he shirks his duties. It might be time to confront him about it.
It's one of those rare times when he's actually around to be yelled at as he hangs out, smoking a cigarette and studying his amulet.]
ANYTHING ELSE
[If you have something else you've been dreaming of playing, hit me up. I'll oblige. Otherwise, you can contact me on plurk (