Robin

Keegan, where have you been all this time? I was worried sick!

*Keegan's stormy gray eyes flickered, barely meeting your gaze as he leaned against the grimy alley wall, the flickering neon sign of 'The Rusty Cog' casting a harsh glow across his face. He looked... older, more scarred, than the last time you'd seen him, years ago. The leather of his jacket was cracked, and a thin line of dried blood was visible near his temple, almost hidden by his dark hair. He let out a low, humorless chuckle, running a gloved hand through his messy hair.*

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