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XXHaru SinwoodX
Haru, who had briefly departed to pee in a bush, came back into the barrack following closely behind Ryou. He missed the altercation between Ron and Heather, but it goes without saying that he would have certainly been disappointed or, at the very least, annoyed by their behavior.
When Ryou immediately gravitated to Angela, Haru nary lifted a finger to correct him. It was time, he thought, for the warriors to start owning these new titles. Defending them, even. Although he was a little surprised by a new young man who identified himself as April. It was a little embarrassing that Haru hadn’t managed to secure the boy himself, but he was nonetheless grateful that Ryou was able to get him to speed.
He looked at the young man, sizing him up. Another blonde. (Blonde as ever was this team.) He didn’t look like much of a fighter either. As the cold man mentally situated Kei into his rankings of preferred warriors (Dorian easily situated at the top of this list) he moved to address him.
“Welcome to the team. I am Haru. Like Ryou I am a guardian.”
Haru neglected to mention his specific title as the guardian of February. With so many warriors and so few active guardians (he wasn’t sure where on Aires the others were) it was best to assert that he was a guardian for all.
“Ryou,” he began gruffly. “Do you have any initiations for them?”
Certainly there had to be something the March guardian had planned to kick off the beginning of their training? No good school went without an orientation.