[center][h1][color=9e0b0f]Robin[/color][/h1][/center]

Thundercloud. Robin remembered not missing any of the supervillains who were killed. But even though the former heroes all succumbed to the virus, in the back of Robin's mind, he logically concluded, statistically speaking, there had to be at least one supervillain or hero who survived. So when the news came on that Thundercloud was not only alive, but up to his old antics, Robin was less surprised and more distraught. Of all the possible supervillains, why did it have to be him?!

Robin had been a bookworm for most of his life. His solution to any problem was to research it, know it inside and out, then use the most effective means to solve it. Robin was a bit of a prepper, and had a plan for any situation. In his downtime, he liked to research supervillains' strengths and weaknesses, on the off chance he would somehow become involved in a situation with them. That was before he discovered his Grandfather's study. And of all the supervillains that Robin hated, it was Thundercloud who really stuck out to him. Robin had researched the obese man, pouring over video and witness accounts of his actions. Robin deduced that he was a lazy man who preferred to take things easy, stuffing his face whenever he got the chance, letting his minions do the heavy lifting for him, and only getting involved if it seemed like things would fail. Much as he would be loathe to admit it, Robin found it an effective strategy, if not detestable and cowardly. On a professional level, Robin found his methods distasteful. On a personal level, Robin was disgusted with his mannerisms and lack of class. The librarian had no time for slobs, and no patience for those who would actively try to hurt others to attain their own goals.

Robin had immediately departed. Despite the rain, he had been taught how to magically coat his talismans to be somewhat waterproof. This was after it started storming suddenly a few days ago. His sensei had taught him a technique for creating a talisman that can survive the elements. While he hadn't perfected it, it was good enough that short of diving into a pool of water, Robin would still be able to use his talismans. The magic that had permeated them would not deteriorate. Taking back alleys and remaining low to the ground, Robin flew off towards the scene, wearing only a ski mask to protect his identity. He had landed just outside the police cordon, and was trying to figure out a way inside, when he noticed a young woman sneaking in. Following behind the distraction she created and remaining out of sight, he waited to see what she could do. Robin watched the young woman as she made her way into the lobby. Did she have some sort of plan? Maybe she can-[color=00aeef]"I was shocked to learn that a powered individual survived the virus."[/color]

The young woman called attention to herself. Thundercloud's disgusting form looked unamused. And by the looks of things, she didn't have a plan past that. Her face said it all. She expected something to happen, but it didn't. Robin sighed, now seeing that he was needed sooner than expected. Before either the villain or the woman could do anything else, Robin produced a few talismans from his jacket, holding them between his fingers like playing cards. He stepped forward out of his hiding spot, walked slowly to interpose himself in between the woman and Thundercloud, all while speaking a mystical Japanese chant. As he spoke, blue flames ignited at the ends of his talismans. "[color=9e0b0f]Rin! Pyou! Tou! Sha! Kai! Jin! Retsu! Zai! Zen![/color]" All at once, he tossed one of the handfuls of talismans at Thundercloud as he shouted, "[color=9e0b0f]Aku ryou taisan![/color]" They flew like throwing cards toward the fat man, burning bright with magical fire. And where they landed, they exploded like firecrackers, filling the room with a thick smoke. Robin had confidence in his aim, since his Sensei had him practice card throwing along with magic. And as Robin watched the smoke, he brought the other handful of talismans at the ready, reaching into his jacket to grab more. Without looking at the young woman behind him, he addressed her. "[color=9e0b0f]I hope you can do more than announce yourself, miss.[/color]"