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[u]The Train Station: 7:35AM[/u]
[u]Interacting with: Rikuo  [@Polaris North][/u]

A look of surprise could be seen running over the bird person's face as Robin jerked to attention and moved the sheet of paper he was holding aside to look towards the new arrival who greeted him. [color=39b54a]"Oh, hello!"[/color] He chirped happily, offering a smile at the seemingly random act of kindness from a stranger. [color=39b54a]"Yes, I'm actually on my way to the academy, first day and all, presumably the same for you?"[/color] The hint of a foreign accent bled into his words but it wasn't too striking, and fairly tough to pin down. Folding up the welcome guide and putting it back into his back, Robin hopped off the bench and slung the bag over his shoulder. [color=39b54a]"The help is much appreciated, I'd have had to go up looking around the place and I'm not too sure what the restrictions are on flight in public around the city."[/color] The young man chuckled, thinking back to a few tips he'd been given before departing for the academy, the laws on quirk use being much more strictly enforced around cities. 

[color=39b54a]"My name's Robin by the way, Robin Hara. I'm grateful for your assistance."[/color] He offered a small and courteous bow to the potential classmate then stood back up, patting down his bag to make sure he hadn't lost anything. Studying the man before him, Robin was quite delighted to have had such a positive interaction with the first person in the new city, he was also rather curious if it was out of genuine kindness or if perhaps the academy was using older students to help direct and guide the newbies. A slight shrug ran over his shoulders, either way it worked out well, he was going to be making on time...Unless the whole thing was an elaborate ploy by some criminal to mug an easy and susceptible target, not a pleasant thought and one that was quickly pushed away in favour of the more idealistic view that Robin so often held, it was a bridge he could cross if he came to it.