[center][h1][u][color=f7976a]Anna[/color][/u][/h1][/center]

Annabelle walked with Sasuke out of the meeting room only for both of their eyes to fall on his father at the same time. Sasuke immediately tried to hide. She pulled him back toward her. [color=f7976a]“I know he’s the worst but you can’t go hiding behind people. How is that doing to make you a good hero?”[/color] Despite her words as she pulled him back she placed him slightly ahead of her and in between herself and his father. It was unintentional and she only noticed after she almost ran into Sasuke’s shoulder. She repositioned herself beside him. 

Anna took the time to look around at the heroes who had already gathered. She was still unsure for whom she wanted to intern with. The Todoroki agency was likely the best pick but she was having trouble getting over the feeling that her quirk was some cheap knock off of there's. [color=f7976a]“I know the logical choice is for me to intern with the Todorokis but I can join you with your father if you want a friendly face around. I am sure your dad could teach me how to absolutely kick someone’s ass. Even though he does freak me out quite a bit.”[/color] She muttered this last part but she was sure Sasuke still heard it. 

In all reality she really didn’t need Sasuke to answer. Sure if she followed him she could probably improve her fighting quite a bit but if she was honest she would much rather work on improving her quirk also. That wasn’t something she would get if she joined Hitman. Before her friend could even answer she sighed. [color=f7976a]“You are right I should work on improving my quirk and get over my feeling of inferiority. I should go with the Todorokis.”[/color] She replied to nobody in particular. Seeming to have a conversation with herself. She did her best thinking out loud, much to some people’s annoyance. 


[color=f7976a]“I guess I should go find the band of fire users and plead my case.”[/color] She patted Sasuke on the shoulder. [color=f7976a]“I'll be around if you need me, don’t let your dad brainwash you into forgetting me or something. And don’t start any fights.”[/color] The part about the brainwashing was only partially a joke. She wasn’t sure what her best friend’s father was capable of. She waved him off as she wondered about looking for the variety of Todorokis that seemed to be about. Her eyes eventually settled on the 3rd year that had recently inherited the Akatsuki agency, and she headed in that direction though it seemed the female was already preoccupied with about a million other people so the brunette stood in the back awkwardly waiting for an opening. 


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[center][h1][color=7bcdc8]Kaito[/color]/[color=1b1464]Hikaru[/color] [color=7bcdc8]Tam[/color][color=1b1464]aru[/color][/h1][/center]

Kaito was intentionally the last one out of the room. He usually chose this because he had a tendency to accidentally hit people with his wings and tail. As he exited he was busy fiddling with the stupid shirt he had to wear. He really hated clothes and if he had his choice he would never wear the restricting articles of cloth. His feathers covered anything worth hiding anyway. It was just an extra layer that got in his way and occasionally caused premature molting. [color=7bcdc8]“Stupid damn clothes.”[/color] He muttered as he fully exited the room. 

The bird boy hadn’t really been paying attention to his surroundings and thus hadn’t noticed the gathering of heroes he had walked into. However he heard the familiar clicking of talons only just before a hand slapped him on the back causing him to stumble a bit. He looked behind him to see Hikaru Tamaru, his father, standing tall behind him. The stupid smile that sat on his face when he was playing nice for the public plastered on like a well rehearsed ruse. [color=1b1464]“Quit complaining son and get your tail feathers over here.”[/color] The older man said, seemingly guiding his son to stand beside him. 

Kaito looked at his father surprised. He hadn’t been expecting to see him here today but it looked like the head of the Tamaki Agency was far too busy to recruit interns, or rather, intern. Kaito doubted anybody would even bother applying to intern with him. After all, the agency was infamous for bird type quirks. Kaito was the only one that fit the bill (pun intended). [color=7bcdc8]“Didn’t think they would send you here today.”[/color] Kaito whispered to his father, who’s smile faltered only slightly. 

[color=1b1464]“Why wouldn’t they send me to recruit my own son, and next holder of the Harpy name.”[/color] It seemed he only got louder as he spoke. The greying bird man might be more on the bitter side nowadays but he was still proud of his family legacy and even more proud that his son was training to take it over. Once again he slapped the smaller, pailer half bird on the back. This time however Kaito was prepared for it and managed to not stumble.