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Robin's eyes shifted to the floor contemplatively, but just for a moment. "From outside?" He gathered loose fragments of information from the assortment of shouts and battlecries he heard while in the streets, but was struck by a rogue brick before he could piece together any semblance of coherence out of them. "I barely understand what's happening here, but I'm guessing it's got something to do with that royal wedding. He lifted the navy blue bandana tied around his forehead and scratched his hair. "I've got a friend there too. I can only hope he's alright."

A loud metallic clang sounded throughout the dining hall as Vidic blocked an Imperial blade from cleaving him in two with a steel serving tray. Sporting a grin as wicked as his eyes, the enigmatic man promptly pushed against his enemy's blow and slammed the tray into his throat with impressive gusto. He sprinted away from the scene as fast as he could, rapidly hurling ceramic dinner plates at any pursuers like frisbees. His thoughts were lost to the chase.

His already tattered longcoat now adorned with a large gravy stain along the tail, Vidic made way to the inn to regroup with Robin. He'd managed to lose the few guards who bothered to follow him in a flurry of dinnerware and curses, the stain being the only wound he sustained in the process.