CAN I HAVE A PEPPERMINT \\ o, hot cocoa + m&g

[arcy]

It's the call for another meet and greet that causes Izuku to ... actually get up. Somewhat shockingly, Izuku has not been dashing to the borders to meet joiners lately, and has instead just been laying around. Well, he imagined that'd change very soon, because despite the battle training he'd been doing by himself lately, he was still restless as ever. Anyways -- Izuku pushes himself to his paws with a yawn. His balance wobbles for a second before he steadies and trods over to the small group of his clanmates. He squints between them for a long few moments -- he can still scent who they are, and his vision is definitely clearing, but they're all still kinda blurry despite the lack of distance. Anyways -- his name and a fact before he can get his hot chocolate. Izuku doesn't think he's got any interesting facts? Uh.
"Hello! I'm, uh, Izuku Midoriya. " A fact??? A fact??? Izuku looks mildly distressed. It should say something about him that he doesn't think he has anything interesting to say about himself beyond anything from his past. "Um ... I'm ... Fully Japanese?" It sounds more like a question than anything, and he looks horribly, horribly lost. Did Japan exist here? Did ethnicities like that? Izuku doesn't even know his bloodline, is he even purely Japanese? It's not like he'd remembered his father, or anything about him. Oh, but he's reading too much into it -- he'd been born though, so. It counted, at least. At least he's not alone -- everyone else seems kind of stuck on their facts, too. Izuku's was just kind of sad, though. Still, with this done with, Izuku edges towards the hot chocolate as though he expects to be ushered away. He'd done his fact, but it probably wasn't good enough -- I mean, with his accent, it wouldn't be hard for people to figure out it was at least his native language.

☀ what was i worth