Robin Without A Mask Novels & Stories

S) “Roby…should we just get the hell out already…I got a bad feeling about this..”. (Rabbit Masked Robber) There’s 3 robber in the room, 2 of them were in a prone positions, on top of the table, aiming at the outside of the building. One wearing a rhino mask, another wears a fox mask and the one who act nonchalantly and loud mouth was wearing a rabbit masked, following the other 2 the rabbit masked were the one who’s the closest to the door. He lean on the wall next to the door, whilst whining to his colleague.

Alina glanced at Robin and said, "When that time does come, I'm sure you wouldn't want me to plant flowers." Robin immediately replied, "No, you absolutely can! I'll wear a mask while watering them for you." Hearing that, the family burst into laughter. … The next morning, Robin heard footsteps outside her bedroom. She woke up and opened the door to see her parents leaving the house quietly. Hearing the door open, Alina turned around and saw that Robin was already awake.

Realising that they were both tricked Robin closed her eyes in anger before crumpling the note in her hand. "I swear I am gonna kill them once we get out of here" Now that he could feel his adrenaline go down he could finally feel his mind clear up. Turning to the still-fuming Robin he noted that her hair was dishevelled, her clothes were wrinkled and that she was going around barefoot. Her collarbone peeked through her dampened dress shirt was wet with sweat. "Why aren't you wearing shoes?" "Huh?" Having forgotten that she was not wearing her heels she looked at her feet only covered by her pantyhose.

Rudolph rushed to help Robin to a seat outside the tent. "Damn it, Robin, why are you outside?" Rudolph scolded, his eyes taking his friend in to convince himself that Robin was alright. He was still on edge after what happened to Diana. "I am fine, the sedative kept me asleep for so long but I feel gre–wait, who's blood is on your shirt?" Robin asked, soaking up the sight half afraid. Then he turned around and really looked around the camp only to see just the civilians who accompanied them and no soldiers.

Robin wondered for a moment why none of them talked about what had happened to her earlier in the box. "You need to drink something, I got you some mango juice. Sit down, I'm sure you're stressed out," Jack said. "Thanks, Jack," she smiled. After ten minutes filled with everyone pampering her, Robin went back into the glass box. Miles seemed much more put together than how she had left him and his defence was also stronger than last time, totally preventing her from making her way past his goal post. With the music still playing in her ears, she simply relaxed into the game and continued playing.

Instead, he changed the subject. “Let me put it this way then. If Maple Court were to be brought down, would you take over the place?” “This will never happen. However, if it did, of course I would take over. After all, I’ve spent the larger half of my lifetime in the company. It may not be my child, but I’m the one who raised it and brought it where it is now.” Javier was happy with what he heard, so he revealed the truth to Robin. This truth was the face under his mask, so Robin was dumbfounded when he saw the mask being peeled before him, thrown into the ashtray, and then burned.

x - x - x Roth was clad in a gray full-sleeved shirt with plain black pants with a matching black mask. Most guests were wearing masks at the party - however, some guests could not arrange them at such a short notice. Roth never included mask to the dress code, it was a last minute decision he had made for reason best known to him, not wanting it to be awkward, or being the only one who stands out putting on a mask, he had asked the secretary to send a last minute information to some of the guest about the mask wearing. But Roth did not care about them - he inwardly prayed and wished that Tristan and his partner would wear a mask - that was the best thing Roth could do to keep Mr. Brown from

He was so angry that he wanted to punch Roel. “Dad?! Is there something wrong?” “Ah! Robin’s son, nothing. We will go home.” “But dad! Mom is gone. I’m looking for her so we can go home.” “Ha! Why? Where is she?” As they walked home, Gilbert bumped into the woman in a half mask. He was even angry because it hit him. The woman looked up. Gilbert stared at her even more nervous when he saw the woman. “Excuse me, miss, did you see my mom? She is wearing a black dress.” Robin asked.

Elowen POV. The leather sofa in VIP Room Three still held the warmth of the last client. I could feel it through the thin crimson silk barely covering my body as I adjusted my position, making sure every angle was perfect. The jeweled mask sat secure against my face, catching the low amber light, hiding everything that mattered while showing everything that didn't. My red hair fell in waves over my bare shoulders. No brown wig or oversized cardigan swallowing my curves tonight. Tonight, I was Nyx, and Nyx didn't hide.