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[center][h1][b][color=6ecff6]Xander[/color][/b][/h1][/center]

Xander was a man of confidence. He had hope, a future he wanted to achieve, and a life he wanted to fulfill. He carried his sword to follow his parents' path of battle, and honorable or not, he believed that hardening his heart was a key to becoming a warrior. He trained himself endlessly in hopes of becoming a strong enough warrior who would eventually meet his end outside of battle unlike his parents. Perhaps right after a well-fought battle, he would fall peacefully...

His arms and legs crossed and his eyes open slightly, the blond swordsman maintained a cold look. And as everyone introduced themselves, he thought to himself,

[i][color=6ecff6]F-Fuck.
These guys are legit.[/color][/i]

Despite being a man of confidence, Xander was also a man easily scared by things around him. One of them was the idea that there were always some people who had more experience than him in something.

[i][color=6ecff6]Goddammit, first there are two war veterans busting out their [s](sexy)[/s] asses on their achievements,[/color][/i] he thought, his brain processing at light speed as time slowed down around him. [i][color=6ecff6]Then there's this mofo who just happens to pretend that he's not confident while slipping in the fact that he was in ECHO for [b][u]six[/u] damn years.[/b] Then there's the freakin' [b]bird girl[/b] who still has a massive amount of years slipped into her background at ECHO, and she [b]STOLE[/b] the touchy-ass shit I was trying to say- without even trying a single bit!

At least there's ONE guy who seems new but dammit he has healing powers.

DAMMIT! Why is everything at such a perfect balance here? I'm totally not needed here no matter how you look at it![/color][/i]

Slowly opening his eyes a little more, Xander maintained his cold and serious face as he screamed internally, [i][color=6ecff6]Isn't there anything I could say that could get these people to feel like I'm a bit of something? There's gotta be a way...

...

...

I guess I'll have to wing it.[/color][/i]

The swordsman's gaze turned to every member in the room aside from himself. From the lean and buff guy to the small and petite bird girl, he took note of how none of them seemed burly. Great. That meant there was room for a burly-

[i][color=6ecff6]Wait a minute, they're probably strong enough to not be burly in the first place. I hate my life.[/color][/i]

Xander took a small breath before sighing, seemingly unaware of the fact that he had not yet shared his own nervousness to the members and only expressed a small bit of disappointment... though it was unclear as to what he felt disappointed about. Straightening himself ever-so-slightly, Xander introduced himself with a flat tone.

"[b][color=6ecff6]I'm Xander. I have nothing interesting to share.

"That is all.[/color][/b]"

The swordsman vowed to talk in front of a mirror one day without waking his bunkmates up just to practice socialization. He got the serious part down, but something about the way he talked felt off to himself. Having finished his own introduction, Xander returned to having his eyes slightly closed, his awareness of his surroundings remaining as tense as ever.