2009-10-25: The Robi/yn S


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Summary: Robin and Robyn have a chat between Name Twins.

Date: October 25, 2009

Log Title The Robi/yn's

Rating: PG

Xavier Mansion - Art Room

The Art Room has pictures of classic artists and small sculptures of famous pieces of art around the room. Any art supply you need may be found in this room, a large variety of paints, charcoals, markers, pencils, clays, canvases, easels, paper, and much more are accessible for the students. A large kelm is in one of the far corners of the room as well. On one side of the art room are a few sewing machines with a large variety of fabrics and sewing supplies for the students as well.

It is early Sunday evening, and things are generally pretty quiet. Well, for a school filled with teenage mutants filled with all kinds of hormones, mischief and energy, anyways. But occupying one of the more quiet spactes, the art room, is Robin. She sits in front of a canvas with some paints, presumably doing something artsy. Not that you could tell. Independently of her, Blank is sitting on the floor, doodling on a small sheet of paper. The designs are vaguely similar to what Robin is working on, though it takes quite a bit of effort to see the similarities.

Robyn is done with his homrework, or the homework he felt like doing. There's still some history homework he'll have to work on later that's due tomorrow. He just doesn't seem to care about learning the dates of when this group went to war with the other group. He's decided to unwind for the night by doing a bit of scuplting. Robyn walks into the art room wearing a newsboy hat, a tshirt sporting a picture of Vincent Price over a pair of black jeans. He starts to head right over to where the clays are when he spots Robin and smiles. "I didn't know you were a painter."

Robin blinks a few times at Robyn, just noticing him now, and says, "Oh, ummm. I don't really talk too much about stuff like that. I'm not very good." She brushes some of her hair aside with the back of her wrist and gestures towards the painted lens of her glasses with the back of her paintbrush. "I made this awhile back. I got a bit rusty from my time off from school, so I've just got to get back on track!" Blank has stopped sketching at around the same time as Robin started speaking, instead seeming to pay attention to Robyn.Robyn is no longer heading towards the clays and takes a few steps over to where Robin is painting to look at what she's working on. "As long as you like painting and are having fun, that's all that matters right? And I don't think it's too bad." He says with a nod. "I like that painted lense, it looks neat. My Mom is actually an artist." He says with a nod.

Robin taps the painted lens with the back of the brush and shrugs, "Well, I figure wearing the lens is less ugly than a patch. Kind of less conventional, though." She shrugs and continues painting for a few moments. It's a kind of surreal, yet colourful, picturing of some kind of alien landscape. The colours in the sky are green and purple towards the horizon, while the sun is a dark red. The grass is a navy blue, and in it stands a couple of generally colourless four-legged bird creatures, but these are what Robin is currently working on, so their colourlessness is not an issue. It really isn't too bad at all, but it's unlikely that anyone other than Robin would see her finished work anyways.

Robyn nods to Robin's mention of her lense over a patch with an 'mmhmm' in a distracted agreement way. He's too busy staring at her painting. "Wow, that's really neat Robin, I think it's cool how you stepped outside of the box of reality and just designed your own world. I never realized how creative you are. How come we don't hang out more often?" Robyn says with a chuckle as he's starting to think that Robin walks to the beat of a different drummer in more than the way he/she chooses to dress.

Robin tilts her head slightly and says, "Well, I guess I just like to discard the familiar sometimes, y'know? I'm better at realistic paintings, but I find this is a lot more interesting." She shrugs and turns around on her stool. Where Robin's painting is detailed and incomplete, Blank's drawing lacks detail and is almost completely finished, including some bizarre flora to go with the fauna. "And I dunno why we don't hang out. I guess 'cause I hole up a lot, probably.""I'm kind of the same way but I usually hole up in here, the music room, Jordan's room or the rec room when I think there's noone in there." Robyn says even though he is friendly and does talk to people. "Maybe not as much as I think I do but I think it's a habbit from doing my own thing in my old school. And I know exactly what you mean about discarding the familiar, I love scuplting my own little weird creations." He says taking a seat nearby Robin and Blank. Blank's painting gets an amused smile from Robyn.

Robin shakes her head and says, "I kind of stay in quiet places when I feel sad or paranoid or anything like that. Not such a big fan of hanging out in my room, but I'm still often there reading my textbooks." She glances over her shoulder at the strange bird creatures and then says, "I'd love to see one of your non-conventional creations. And I dunno. I guess I just seek being alone because that's what I did in school, too. I wasn't exactly the cool kid or anything."

Robyn can't help but chuckle. "I was far from the cool kid, but my Mom always taught me to be who I was so I'm not changing just to fit in with the cool kids." Robyn says as he has a lot of self confidence. "And why do you feel sad or paranoid? If you ever need a friend Robin, I mean after that whole MGH thing, I feel close to you after going through that together." He says as he tries not dwell on what happened for the most part.

Robin shudders a bit at the mention of the MGH thing and says, "Yeah, I know. I guess I'm just… scared about the future, or I worry that people are out to get me. When I was in highschool, these things were actually pretty helpful, because they were kind've valid, now it's different though." She shakes her head and says, "When I was a kid, I was taught to be anyone but myself. It wasn't ever said, but it was an indirect lesson."

"I figure myself lucky. Really lucky." Robyn begins, and it might explain his upbeat personality a bit. "I was adopted by a childrens book illustrator and a musican. My Mom and Dad always encouraged me to be creative and be myself. I grew up in Brooklyn so I was this Gothy white kid in a thugtastic high school. I don't fit in with that crowd but I kind of kept to myself to not make myself a target. It worked. And at least things are different for you now Robin. We're at a school where being different is the norm it almost seems. And you can be yourself with out any of us caring."

Robin nods for a second and then says, "Yeah, I know it's all different now. That's what Skyler tells me all the time. That nobody here will judge me. I just lived in a very religious small town. Being myself was just… well, not an option, so I just feel kind of paranoid. Like maybe I really am crazy or horrible or something." She shrugs and glances at Blank and then back at Robyn. "And sad, because I just have no idea about my future and what it'll look like."

"I don't know if anyone of us know what our future will be. I just know I want to be a sculpter for movies. Like little creatures like in a Tim Burton movie." Robyn says smiling and biting his lower lip as he shares that. "But we're mutants so it's hard to say what will become of us. And I don't judge you Robin, and I think of you as a friend. You're not in a religious small own anymore, you're among people you think of you as a friend. And you're among more sexually confused teenagers than I ever thought possible." He says with a chuckle. He knows he's among those confused teens.

Robin smiles slightly and says, "It's so weird being here compared to back home. I got beat up a /lot/ for being gay. Or seeming gay. I'm not really gay, but… well, hm. Anyways. Here, it's like you said, being different is kind of the norm." She shrugs and crosses one of her legs over the other. "I guess my worries are totally more short term future than my career or anything. I don't know what I want to be when I grow up, but I'm not incredibly worried about it."

Robyn looks down at the floor. "I didn't admit that I'm gay until I came here. I was always to afraid that I'd get beat up." He was cowardly about that and he's still a bit nervous about admiting it at times. For all that he talks about being yourself. "I don't know why I don't think much about the short term future. I know I'm gonna be here for another two years going to school then I'll think about the next step."

Robin shrugs and says, "I only came out as transgender the day before I started being a homeless person. I was kind of afraid to do it again here, but Skyler helped a lot with that." She smiles slightly at the last note she makes and then shrugs. "Honestly, I do worry about that stuff a lot, I guess. Pretty much all the time."

"I'm not really a worrier. I was nervous when I first got here but then I met a few people, especially Jordan…" Robyn says trailng off with smile. He's definately smitten with his first boyfriend. "Well I'm glad you're no longer homeless and that you're being who you are. I'm also glad you don't have to hide here. And Robin, if you ever wanna talk about something worring or bothering you, I'll be here to listen. I don't mind. I might not give good advice or any, but I can listen to you." After all, isn't that what friends are for?

The tone that Robyn uses when speaking of Jordan might seem a bit similar to the tone that Robin's voice carried when she mentioned Skyler. She nods at Robyn and says with a small smile, "Thanks a lot, it means a lot to me." She tilts her head slightly and says, "I'm really, really glad that I don't have to hide here. It feels so freeing. There's still, like, lots that I feel like I need to do. I need to talk to Dr. Parker-Mayfair about that, I guess, if I'm going to get anywhere." Which is something that she has been putting off, as with many conversations that make her nervous.

"Well I guess small steps are the best, and the fact that you're making some progress is good." Robyn says with a nod as he stands up and rubs his nose with a yawn. "I gotta get back to my dorm and finish my history homework before going to sleep. Even though I didn't get any scuplting done I'm glad I ran into you." He says with a smile. "G'night Robin, my name twin."

Robin smiles at Robin and says, "Alright, name twin, I'll see you later. I'm going to finish this up," she gestures over her shoulder at the painting, "before heading to bed. Have a good night!"

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