[Sharaku & Robin] A Mask in a Park

Robin had only fairly recently moved to the country where his mother hailed from. It felt so incredibly different. The people and various beings, the air and just general feel of the atmosphere was kind of throwing him off. Though the word 'moved' was a bit strong, though. Robin was only going to be studying at an academy, that his mother persuaded him to enroll into, saying that it will help him understand his powers better. The young man highly doubted that, but with a roll of his eyes, he agreed. And with that, he was finally placing his bags in his new accomodation - the Vermilion dorms.

Everything was red, adorned with an emblem of a phoenix. He actually liked that whole decor idea. There were other dorms aswell and Robin briefly wondered if there was a cup or a point system or something to cultivate a healthy spirit of rivalry. He hoped not, as he wasn't planning on being too much of a good boy. Just because he was in an another country didn't mean he would abandon his masquerade. The Phantom.

The young man hastily unpacked himself, as the sun was slowly setting, casting orange and purple hues across the sky. His mask was carefully sitting atop a set of drawers. Robin had to admit, though - the room was quite nice, for a dorm room. He had heard some scary stories about them, but it seemed that his fears were uncalled for, in his case. It made him feel relieved as he stuffed the last bits of his clothes into a wardrobe. The sun was already gone, but Robin reckoned that it was still probably too soon to don his mask. /"Ah, to hell with it."/ The young man thought to himself as he took the mask into his hands with a smirk playing on his lips.

There were still some students lurking about the campus as the masked young man carefully stayed within the shadows to conceal his presence. The students were thankfully very much oblivious to his presence and Robin slipped by them easily and unnoticed. His coat flapped behind him, as he quietly ran about. He had no destination in mind, he was really more just exploring what the place had to offer under the veil of night. Once his shoes were not clicking on the pavement, he slowed down to a brisk walk. The fresh air invigorated him.

Robin kept looking around himself, trying to indentify as to where his feet brought him. "A park...? A forest..? A... gardening spot?" The young man murmured under his breath. The area seemed to be a combination of those things. There was a barely lit path a bit away from him, surrounded by a thick growth of trees on one of its sides and a set of greenhouses in the distance. Robin was leaning on a side of a tree with his shoulder and his hands in his pockets, contemplating. Should he try to check out the greenhouses or follow the path from the shadows? Those were truly the tough decisions.