Who: Anyone
Where: Anywhere
When: Day 217, early aft.
What: Patrollin' in the caves, patrollin' in the caves, what a glorious feeling~
[Today Haru is patrolling, his clawed brass knuckles on and ...singing to himself as he goes. It goes something like this:]
One little, two little, three little sabra teams
four little, five little, six little sabra teams
Seven little, eight little, nine little sabra teams
Ten little teams and more.
One fell down and died in a painful game
Two resolved that they would soon have to maim
The rest aren't even sure why it is that they came
Ten little teams and more!
Ophi's here; are we really hard and mean?
Ophi's here; to serve we are awful keen
Who do we serve? Of course, it is Guardian!
Ten little teams and more~.
[and then it repeats]