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[robin_sparkles]

There was literally only so much that Robin could take before she went from enjoying the whole vacation aspect of it all to really being pissed off at the place. And seriously, there wasn't even a Gael to while away the hours with, having really hot table sex and on windsurfing boards. Oh, the days...

But no, no, Robin was on an Island that had a

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[chris_cutter]

Chris was a little stressed out. Two murders in less than two weeks and the IPD was still no closer to figuring out the person or persons behind them than they'd been before. The Island was in some sort of voluntary lock down which Chris wasn't even entirely sure he understood, but he did know that every person on the Council had to have a headache as big as his own.

Robin's familiar face managed to make him loosen up slightly as he walked into the room and he wandered over to her, one hand scratching the side of his neck as he looked from her to the TV screen and back again. Chris had played his fair share of Atari and even some Nintendo back home, but it only took a glance to know this game was years newer. And that never stopped being just a little weird.

Silently, he watched for a moment before lowering himself into the seat next to her, eyes still on the screen as Robin continued shooting at people. Huh.

[robin_sparkles]

Robin was really getting into it, pouring all her frustrations about the weird freakin' Island she was stuck on into the game, forearms jolting as she pounded on keys. "That's right," she announced to the little men on the screen. "Say you're my bitches."

[chris_cutter]

Chris gave a snort of a laugh and leaned forward so that his elbows rested on his knees, eyes still on the screen.

"Not bad," he pointed out after a moment, though he honestly wasn't really sure if she was or not. He'd never played the game in his life so, for all he knew, she was about to be the one shot at. If that was even how the game worked, he wasn't entirely sure. "Doubt they're gonna say much of anything after you shoot them, though."

[robin_sparkles]

Robin jumped slightly, not having been paying attention to anything around her and she scoffed as she gave Chris a light shove. "You scared me," she accused in barely anything more than a mutter. "Yeah, well, they've totally been owned in the Robin Scherbatsky style," she announced proudly.

[jesus_h_cox]

For a second -- just one -- Dr. Cox needed to be away from the clinic. It was so mind-numbingly dull that Cox was actually considering taking up a hobby that wasn't drinking a metric asston of Scotch and complaining about politics. That was the other thing that just got right under his skin: out of all the things he'd escaped from in winding up on that island, he still had to deal with politics.

He was on his way to his room to go grab a towel to shower off the disgusting feeling that he didn't even want to do his job when he saw someone kicking the crap out of a game console. Normally, this was cause for ridicule, but... Oh, it was cause for ridicule, end of story.

"Killing innocent people isn't gonna solve your problems, there, Rambo," Cox remarked to the head of dark hair he was looking at. "My suggestion would be to take a better hobby. Like perhaps killing Hugh Jackman or Dane Cook." Now that was productive.

[robin_sparkles]

Robin barely glanced up seeing as she was right in the middle of killing this sucker and let out a howl of victory as she pressed the pause button and tipped her head up to look at whoever was talking to her. "Yeah, well, this place didn't exactly let me bring my gun with," she noted dryly. "And it's not like it's let me pop around home to pick it up."

And besides, were there any Hugh Jackmans or Dane Cooks around? And if there were, had they escaped this guy's wrath?

[jesus_h_cox]

"Ohhh, d'ya like guns?" Dr. Cox drew out, taking a step further into the room. "Because if you ask me, that's just what this island needs, what with all the craziness that's been going on lately. I think... yeah, I think a round of guns and ammunition would bring this place just right on around." He pulled to his full height and crossed his arms over his chest, still in his lab coat from the work he was supposed to be doing.

"Face facts, Mr. Heston. This place doesn't need guns. In any sense of the word." Why everyone was gay also had Dr. Cox puzzled, but hey, he wasn't about to judge.

[robin_sparkles]

"Yeah, see, that's the American issue," Robin scoffed. "Funny how Canada has no issue whatsoever with gun control and yet I can be in possession of a gun and not be the leading proponents of gun violence in the whole world," she ranted, hitting the pause button before rising to stand, crossing her arms as she looked him over. "What's next, gonna tell me about how bad cigars are for me? Or how I'm going to drink my liver to death with Scotch because you're so not my mother!" she insisted stubbornly.

"Besides, Doc," she said dryly, leaning back on the couch as she eyed him, "shouldn't you be off mocking some sick person?"

[moraldyslexic]

"You missed the one on the left," Lennox pointed out helpfully from his place in the door, then pushed off and came into the room and flopped down beside Robin. He'd wondered if a flop would be such a good idea, considering it might throw off her game a little bit, but in the end, he'd flopped anyway.

If he jostled her a little, he figured she'd forgive him.

[robin_sparkles]

"That bastard is mine," she announced under her breath and went gunning for him with a little more aggression, leaning forward on the couch until she was at the edge of her seat and yeah she did, he was totally dead. She grinned warmly up at Lennox. "Thanks," she said brightly, going back to her killing spree.

[moraldyslexic]

"No problem, gorgeous," Lennox answered easily, sprawled out on the couch comfortably. "So why the killing spree? Just for shits and giggles or are you pissed at someone and wanna make 'em pay by killing little video game men?"

[robin_sparkles]

"Mostly cuz I don't have my gun," Robin admitted distractedly while she had a breather of a moment and then there were tons more guys to kill. "Oh, hey, so, I hear you're putting on a play for kids? You're brave," she scoffed.