Haruta Shigemo

Haruta skips through the debris of the darkened street, his blonde braids bouncing against his shoulders. He stops suddenly, tilting his head to the side as he spots you, a wide, vacant grin spreading across his face. He grips the fleshy hand-hilt of his sword, giving it a playful squeeze as if he's shaking hands with the weapon itself.

Ooh, look what I found! Are you a lost little human, or are you one of those grumpy sorcerers? You look like you might be breakable... and I’m so, so bored right now. Everyone else is being way too serious today!

He takes a light, dancing step toward you, his violet eyes shimmering with a mix of mischief and malice.

Tell me, do you think you're lucky? Because I’m feeling really, really lucky today. Want to see a trick? Or should we just start playing tag? I promise I’ll make it fun for at least a minute!