And we'll always // s/hp meeting // have each other

WHAT A PRIVILEGE IT IS TO LOVE — Jacob was holding his second high position meeting today and he had hopes that it would go significantly better than the first. He'd set out all sorts of food and drinks again. He didn't think they'd be here very long but he didn't want them to get hungry if they were. After all, if that happened it'd probably be a good thing given it meant they were all sharing ideas and discussing them. He'd set out a few cushions and blankets for everyone to sit on in the meeting hall and now all he had to do was wait for them to arrive. He'd told them about it during the meeting and then sent out invitations to everyone to make sure they all knew what time it was and where it'd be. He just hoped everything had gotten to everyone on time.  —A GREAT HONOR TO HOLD YOU UP

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ATBASH CIPHER

how could you just walk away and leave me here?

So this was the semi/high position meeting that Jacob mentioned. Atbash made her way over and gave Jacob a nod of greeting before she sat down. "What's with all the food?" The she-cat mused as she took a seat, trying to make this as less awkward as possible. Or at least, she thought the situation was a bit awkward with her coming over without a comment.

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COLD NOSTALGIA ✧ Natasha — Snowbound — Warrior

Right after Jacob had ended the meeting, Natasha had headed straight to where the private meeting was being held. She had decided to take a seat next to Atbash and notice all of the food Jacob had put out, probably for them.

She would decide to take this moment and tell them what rank she decided to go with. "I'm going with the Lionheart rank if anyone wanted to know."

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There didn't seem to be a ton of people here quite yet. That was fine, if a little odd. Oh well, everybody would show up soon enough Izuku's sure. At least he wasn't blind this time, even if Izuku has to approach things to actually know what in the world they were. At least the current HP team wasn't as dramatic, he's sure. He'd liked Cry, but boy, that was a mess.
Izuku is silent as he enters the room, though, and, rather predictably, bee-lines for the food and drinks. He didn't tend to eat unless stuff like this was set out already, so maybe he was kinda lucky that so many events involved food so he didn't starve or something. Still, with this fetched, Izuku, somewhat predictably, seats himself next to Natasha, tail twitching nervously as ever around his paws. What were they gonna talk about today? Izuku isn't sure he has all that many ideas to contribute, he hadn't exactly spent time brainstorming. He could probably come up with something eventually though. Maybe. Probably not. Izuku's specialty was powers and quirks, not clans or ideas or whatever.

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