Robert made himself a small breakfast as he turned on his TV. He also got his laptop out, checking his emails. Sure, when you are the most wanted man in New York you probably should be concerned about what you talk about online, or just not do it at all, but thanks to Aria the Merry Men had their own safe little secure network, where their phones, laptops, and other devices could talk freely to each other... As the news covered Robin Hood and the band of outlaws, it slowly started to talk about other events. Robert often thought of his life of instead of being a vigilante, he got back up as a lawyer, showing them he wouldn't go down easily, and no matter what is thrown at him, helping the people who couldn't afford a good lawyer, being a defender of the common man... But he knew those chances were never going to happen. He was a joke, his own father even said so publically when Robert's "scandal" was released. Why wouldn't his own parents stick up for their own son?? He did nothing wrong!

Again he knew that answer: Lyons has this place locked tight. Anyone who went against his say so would be beaten to a pulp, and never have a job again, just like him... He didn't dare make a call to them. Although he didn't fully blame them, he was still hurt that they gave him nothing to help. Now that he wore the hood, he wasn't going to stand by and let people lose everything... Man, he was bumming himself out! He finished his breakfast, turned off the TV, now was the time of day where he gave to the needy, dressed as his personal favorite character to play.

Robert opened up his closet, and at first glance, it would have been a normal one... take a second look, and you'll find an assortment of suits, flannels, t-shirts... then there was the dress, a military outfit, an assortment of wigs and hats of all shapes and sizes, an eyepatch, and his handy dandy Robin Hood gear! Robin gave a smile as he pulled out a small worn jacket.

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An old man limped down the sidewalk, a cane in one hand and an aluminum can in the other. The tattered jean jacket was full of stains, and the jeans and boots matched. He wore a hood, and a red worn hat over that, and his beard was black, but mostly gray now. "Money for the poor... Anything helps..." The old man said, his voice strained as he kept walking, putting his can out in front of people as they walked by. The old man then saw a family of three, parents and a baby. "Why, what a cutie..." The old man laughed, smiling down at the couple sitting on the street. "Gets it from her mother." He said jokingly with an other laugh, shaking a bit as he did so. The parents laughed a bit. "Thank you.. Her name is Allison." The mother said with a smile, searching her pockets for something.

"Ah, a beautiful name to match a beautiful baby girl. You have a place to stay, right?" The old man asked. The parents looked at each other. "We have our house for a few more weeks. I was... laid off." The man said, his head down. The woman pulled out a few dollar bills, putting it in the old man's can. "Here, for your kind words." She said with a smile, holding her baby tight. The old man simply laughed, looking up at them with eyes full of youth. "That's very kind of you, ma'am, but you need this more than me with your young one." The old man no longer sounded old, but a assuring and kind voice. Inside his coat pocket he pulled out a hand full of bills, handing it to them. "Courtesy of the Merry Men and Mister Finnagan." Robin said with a smile, lifting up his hat to show that he was in fact young. Their eyes went wide with shock. "We heard the stories... But we never thought... Thank you...!" 

"No need to thank me. Keep your chins up, we're doing what we can, but don't give up hope." Robin whispered, giving them winks and a grin before going back in to character, asking passerby's for money. He made his way past the 60's diner that Aria worked, seeing a few of his own members in there, he gave a small smile and wave as he walked by the window, keeping his act up for the people inside who had no idea who he was, he had to make it to the front of the courthouse. Sure it was dangerous for him to be there, he could be detected... but he's been doing it every morning for a while now, it was safe to say that none of them would see past his little performance!