002, the afternoon of the 18th

[devilofohara]

[When Robin had first received her wanted poster in the mail, she had been mortified. When she started receiving messages about it from other people, that emotion changed into one of fear, suspicion and paranoia. The first thing she'd done in response was to head down into the prison planet, away from the Moira and the crew she no longer felt safe around.

It had been more than twenty four hours since then, though , and she's since come to terms with the fact that this isn't a permanent solution. She won't be able to stay on the prison planet forever, and even if she could she certainly didn't want to. Besides the obvious fact that it's a prison, things were starting to get strange down there.

It didn't take long to realize that this isn't the sort of problem she's going to be able to run from - not yet, at least. Even if she isn't ready to board the Moira again, she needs to get out ahead of this problem. ]

This is Nico Robin.

I know some of you got my posters in the mail. I was hoping to know, how many?

[ The first step of dealing with a problem is figuring out how much of one she's dealing with, after all. Maybe if it's just one or two people, she can bribe or threaten them into keeping their mouths shut. Maybe, if she's lucky, she can prevent her face from being associated with that name.]

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[straightouttacarbonite]

Probably a lot.

[Heeeeeeey creepy kid roomie.]

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[devilofohara]

[Hey weird adult roomie.]

That's sort of what I was worried about.

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[daintylegs]

oh is that yours?
I thought it looked cool so i stuck it on the wall as a decoration

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[devilofohara]

[Robin's first instinct is to tell him to take it back down but... Well, now she knows of at least five people who received one. And there's probably more in the woodworks if she's honest with herself here.

She's beginning to wonder if it's even worth the effort of trying to keep her identity a secret at this point. How long would she even be able to keep it a secret, anyway? Not long, surely, especially considering that there's somebody out there actively trying to expose her.

She makes a half-hearted attempt anyway.]

It really isn't a decoration.

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[rocksatfashion]

I suppose you mean the wanted posters?

[Rarity says with uncertain disapproval.]

In light of this, I hope you understand if I cannot complete your dress, as I am not in the business of working with criminals. Such a terrible pity too, I was almost done working on it.

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[devilofohara]

[As if everything about this situation hadn't been shitty enough, Robin gets this message. That dress had been one of the very few nice things that Robin actually thought was going to come out of her stay on the Moira.

Her emotions this last day and a half had been ones of despair, fear, paranoia, suspicion, anger and betrayal. Not good feelings by any means, but this is the first thing that genuinely makes Robin sad. She wipes at her eyes, trying in vain to keep tears from forming in them as she discards the hope of that potential silver lining, knowing she probably shouldn't have bothered hoping for it in the first place.]

I understand.

☄ PRIVATE

[imaginary_wife]

Yeah, I got it.

Not having a great day there, are you?

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[devilofohara]

[Of course the doctor got one too. Why wouldn't she?]

No I'm not.

Are you gonna tell the captains what I told you?

[Because that would just be the icing on the cake today. Also it would come pretty close to eliminating any possibility of her survival in the face of the crew trying to hunt her down - so that's absolutely terrifying.]

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[entrepreneurism]

I'm afraid I received one.

Not their most gracious move, I have to say.

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[devilofohara]

Of course you did.

[Did anyone NOT get one? She's pretty sure she's been outed to the whole crew at this point.]

Grace isn't really what people like that go for.

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[beautifulspaceraptor]

I got one too.

Robin, are you alright?

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[devilofohara]

I'm fine.

[No she's not. She's absolutely not.]

What do you care?

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[kidjoy]

Do you prefer Clover?

[Making sure she's got the name right is clearly the most concerning part of finding the poster. This child had said Clover at first, so the girl had stuck with that. But if she's gotten the name wrong, well, that's something to be upset about. Names were too important for mistakes.]

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[devilofohara]

[The Girl's response is the only one she bothers responding to with voice. Both because they're friends and because, well... It's obvious enough that she's been completely and irrevocably outed to the crew.]

...no. Clover was the name of my teacher, back in my homeland.

[Her voice has an audible tremble to it, and there's the sound of her sniffling on the other end.]

I only used his name because I didn't want anyone to recognize my name and attack me for it. Robin is the name my mother gave me.

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[pickingup]

I got one. Care to elaborate?

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[devilofohara]

What's there to elaborate? You read the poster, didn't you?

[Watch as she carefully avoids the question.]

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[notyoursupergirl]

I got one.

Honestly, who gives a crap.

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[devilofohara]

[Robin doesn't really know how to understand how she's supposed to respond to this. She doesn't really want people to give a crap, she just knows that some people certainly do.

Enough to paint an enormous target on her back, at least.]

I'm supposed to believe you don't?

[Sorry Kara, but that's kind of a hard sell that someone calls herself supergirl and apparently doesn't care that she's supposedly killed marines by the literal shipload.]

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[squadgoals]

I got one. Just one, though.

Want it back?

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[devilofohara]

No.

There's no point in trying to keep it hidden anymore. Too many people already know.

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[whoami]

Who even makes wanted posters for kids in the first place? You must be pretty badass if this is what happened.

[ Sam wasn't very good with kids in the first place, but he doubted "Jaguar" wanted pity of any kind. ]

[devilofohara]

Not kids, just me.

[She's the youngest person to ever receive a bounty, and one so high too. That just goes to show how much of a threat the government sees her as.]

[heartscold]

First time having a bounty on your head, kid? [He's a little amused, a little interested.]

[devilofohara]

It's my first bounty, if that's what you mean.

This isn't the first time I've seen it.

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[heart_breaking]

Why does this matter to you so much?

Even if people keep them, theirs noone to pay the bounty.

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[devilofohara]

How many people from your world are here, Chara?

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[inruins]

I have received one of these flyers in the mail. I meant to ask for your side of things, dear. Has anyone bothered you regarding this issue?

...Do I need to have a talk with someone? [Her tone drops to stern at that, not aimed at Robin, as much as some possible offender bothering the girl.]

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[devilofohara]

I dont know what you people want my side of things to be. I did what the posters said I did.

Nobody's attacked me or anything yet though.

[ No that she doesn't think it will happen. Just that it hasn't happened yet.

People have bothered her, though. Rarity refused to make her dress when she found our about this, and Chara.... Well, Chara was Chara. They got in an argument because of it. Robin isn't certain that they had anything resembling friendship between them, but they certainly don't anymore. ]

There's no one for you to talk to here.