[ They're prompt. Robb gave them the heads-up last night: Good, but not Zangyaku good. Creme de la creme who let it all get to to their heads. Hotshots all around. Brig hopes he can be of some service to them and Zangyaku. He hopes he can be a good teacher. He hopes they can be sanded into making the cut.
He feels their eyes on him. They're assessing him. He doesn't know if they know who he is. They don't know if they've done their research on the Hounds.
Either way, Brig assumes that he doesn't look like much to them. He'll earn their trust and respect just as they have to earn his. ]
Good morning, cadets. I see you're on time. Fall in.
[ He stands in front of their mass and waits to see if they'll form up in front of him. ]
Yehey! Maes CR finaaaaally!
He feels their eyes on him. They're assessing him. He doesn't know if they know who he is. They don't know if they've done their research on the Hounds.
Either way, Brig assumes that he doesn't look like much to them. He'll earn their trust and respect just as they have to earn his. ]
Good morning, cadets. I see you're on time. Fall in.
[ He stands in front of their mass and waits to see if they'll form up in front of him. ]