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2:04 a.m- Head Quarters

Saturday, November 21

"Micheal," Robin said ,breaking another awkward silence, "is what you do hard?How did you learn all you know at such a young age?"

"Hacking?All this technical stuff?Its just a gift I guess,"he answered back sarcastically, "…or maybe its an obsession, I don't now, why?Does it look hard to you?"he added giving her a mocking smile turning his head from the screen.

"Mm hmm, just the way you do everything so fast and automatically…I guess." Micheal raised his arms in a long stretch and after signing off, got up from his chair.

"Tired, think I'm goin' to bed now, you?"Robin snapped out of another one of her deep, mysterious thoughts, just like Amon.

"Oh , no I'm not, can I stay here for a while?" Micheal was already walking past the entrance desk, but stopped, took his glasses off and rubbed his weery eyes.

"Well I don't see how I could stop you, I should have a couple of games on that one", he pointed to the computer on the opposite side of the desk, "don't do anything stupid though." With that he disappeared down the dark corridor and she heard his footsteps travelling up the stairs. Robin then walked over to huge, narrow windows she and everyone else had always seen Micheal looking through,and couldn't blame him, nobody could,poor guy… 'To stay here a whole lifetime.' She thought as she slid her fingertips down the cold glass. She stared out to the city and it's many lights for a few seconds then walked back ti Micheal's chair.Looking at the small circle of file cabinets, computers, fax machines, and a strangely large accumulation of headphone sets she thought, 'And this is his home.'

Robin plopped herself into the nearest chair and positioned herself at the nearest computer, nevermind Micheal's instructions. This computer had a beautiful wallpaper of a small and elegant Venetian church, hidden behind hedges of crawling ivy.She cracked the tiniest smile at this, it reminded her of her childhood in Tuscany. As she was about to start a game she remembered she didn't know how to use a computer.

'Where was that thing that he always clicks at the beginning?' she asked herself as she moved the mouse icon rapidly across the screen so that it blurred. Closing her eyes she decided to make a blind guess, literally. She randomly clicked, opened them, which she had noticed felt so much better closed then open. "I think I should go home now…what's this?" A window had opened and as she scanned its contents, she saw that they were all little,grey, labelled folders. "Like on the desk." She said while swivelling the chair towards the files on the opposite table, then back to the screen.Then she read the labels, "Schedule Records, Data Archives, References, Classified Accounts,…", she scrolled up(she had taught herself this and was very proud of it), "Would data include us?'she said encircling the folder with the mouse icon.

Clicking it,to Robin's surprise, came another window with more 'little folders'. Among the long list of names and other topics came some familiar ones, ' Yurika Doujima, theres Karasuma…Sakaki, me, but where is Amon?" she asked herself truly disappointed. "Wait, what am I doing? Micheal wouldn't like this." Robin knew that once again her curiousity was getting the best of her, as it always did, but she wanted to know she wanted to know what little secrets laid behind those names,especially Amon's. Immediately trying to make the windows go away she clicked the first button that looked remotely useful (-). "No, not small." After trying the 'X' button a relief came over her, as if someone were coming to catch her in the act.

Standing up she grabbed her trenchcoat hanging on the next chair, half of it draped on the floor.Slipping it on and looking ahead she almost fell over with surprise. Amon's white face and dark eyes were staring back at her with no reaction to her startledness. 'Oh no!' she thought 'did he see what I was doing?No..no he is on the other side of the computer.' Amon wondered why she was staring at him without a word, then broke the silence, "I came here to get my coat, didn't realize it was going to be this cold out tonight."she said, trying in vain to make it look like the cold mattered to him, he just came for the sake of coming for it.

"I was just leaving ," she said walking around the desk as Amon reached over it to grasp his coat, "good night Amon."

"You can't be out there alone at this time, I'll just give you a ride, you should know better than to stay here so late."Robin turned around almost shocked that he had responded, well technically it wasn't a response but a random statement but that didn't matter. Amon walked past her , coat slung over his arm, she quickly followed after him, feeling slightly guilty at betraying Micheal's trust, but she would make it up to him in her own way, she always did.