NO SLEEP TILL BROOKLYN | MEETING 6.18

[Roy Mustang]

Roy usually didn't show up this late to meetings. Roy always believed he showed up in past meetings at a good time, as generally- Roy always had something to object or make comments on. But today, somehow the meeting slipped his mind until the very last minute. The melanistic bobcat came limping in, arriving after Gordon, sitting himself at the edge of the crowd. Roy didn't bother to look for someone to sit with, he quickly placed his attention onto Bastilleprisoner and listened to what the leader had to say. Roy was lucky, he came just in time and heard everything Bastille said- he didn't miss any of it. The Flame Alchemist was quite lucky, and a bit surprised when he heard his name mentioned. He wasn't promoted, as Bastille mentioned there were no promotions or demotions this week, but instead he was rewarded a title. Aries. Ah, Roy remembered from last meeting- that title was for skilled combatants, assigned based on characteristics and personality traits. Roy was a fighter in both, he was a soldier- the title fits him, if he says so himself. Roy stayed silent, ears pricking up as his listened to his clanmates speak up after Bastilleprisoner, deciding not to make any comments of his own this time. He's a little too late to be barging in with his own comments; maybe next meeting.