( he lands on the ground, painfully but not nearly as bad as it could have been because it's not as if it's a tumble that signifies losing; no, it's the opposite. robin hits the ground, but it only takes moments after the pistol has gone off for the explosives to blow off it's collar and thus, it's head straight off of it's body.
robin waits, ensuring there's no further movement from the creature behind him before he gets his arms and legs under him, pulling himself halfway up before he's sitting back down on his knees. )
Ow.
( he says, but it's more - deadpan than anything else. less indication of actual injury, more an indication of harm to his pride. )
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robin waits, ensuring there's no further movement from the creature behind him before he gets his arms and legs under him, pulling himself halfway up before he's sitting back down on his knees. )
Ow.
( he says, but it's more - deadpan than anything else. less indication of actual injury, more an indication of harm to his pride. )