GRAND THEFT AUTUMN ; MEETING 7.2

[Roy Mustang]

So, Suiteheart is hosting this week's meeting rather than Bastilleprisoner. The male thought to himself when his ears pricked up at that familiar voice ringing out through the Observatory. He wondered why Suiteheart was standing in Bastilleprisoner's place- he knew that Bastilleprisoner didn't step down, and there's no way that Suiteheart decided to takeover. The melanistic bobcat made his way over to the meeting, wondering if there would be an answer to his thoughts at the meeting spot. When he arrived, he noticed Bastilleprisoner in the crowd- and honestly, he didn't look that great. Oh, he looks sick, without a doubt he doesn't look like he has the energy in him to be up there today.

Roy sat down in the crowd, averting his eyes onto the white feline. His ears pricked up as she began to lay out the announcements, gaze locking on her. As the white feline spoke, the Flame Alchemist heard his own name in the mix, grabbing his attention. A promotion to Lunar Lieutenant? That was skipping a whole entire rank- Kuiper Corporal. Flicking an ear, the bobcat spoke up after a few moments of thinking. "Thank you for the promotion," Roy said to his friend, blue eyes blinking.