[Walter]

"Psh. Guess the people in charge here have a thing for sausage. I... Can't say I relate much." Janna commented more to herself, snickering.

"I wonder if anyone will have a, y'know. Decent name for their team?"

[nathan67003]

A large smile plastered itself across Brock's face when he heard the first official team name. Yep, that was fucking great. Hotdog, Pepperoni? What was next, Salami? Prosciutto? He couldn't wait. Ah, shit, now he was hungry. When Janna pointed out the apparent liking for sausages, he mumbled "...I like sausages...", although mumbling wasn't entirely accurate here since his low voice failed to not carry the message to his companions' ears.

He answered the question Janna asked afterwards with "Dunno, depends on what the dude deems decent. Maybe it's a minority that'll wind up with names like this."

[Vision]

Diana shot a curious glance towards Janna as the wheels in her mind started spinning. 'Had she just implied... I mean, that was a weird choice of words for food preference right?' She tried to think of a subtle way to ask without seeming weird or judging, failing that she decided to leave it for later.

"Well it could be that they're doing a food theme or something this year.. Bit odd but maybe?." She shrugged and looked expectantly towards the stage.

[Flooberoid]

((Crap, I'm up in this? Sorry guys, I closed the window and forgot about it when it stopped appearing in my updated topics. Feel free to PM me if that happens again. >.<))

Team after team obtained their new titles- BLNI (Bologna), RIBS, CHKN (Chicken)- before finally Hagane, Janna, Diana, and Brock stepped forward.

"From today forth, you four shall be known as team Hotdog (HTDG), led by Hagane Inaba. Congratulations," the man proclaimed as disinterestedly as ever. Their completed relic was displayed at the end of an increasingly long row of those retrieved by other groups. As with the teams before them, their names and pictures appeared in order on the display above the stage as the crowd began the obligatory round of applause. Most of the crowd seemed utterly disinterested with teams besides their own, and it showed in their applause. This seemed to fly right over Hagane's head, however, possibly because he was bowing so dramatically.

[Walter]

"Well, guess those names confirm... Something." Janna muttered to herself again. Still, when it was time for them to step up, she did so with pride and dignity. Despite having known this moment would come, she couldn't help but give a wide smile. She was a huntress! With her own team!.. Named Hotdog.

She didn't really pay attention to the crowd at all, and as they were supposed to leave the stage one more, she turned to the others. "I don't know about you guys, but something about this ceremony made me hungry. Wanna go grab some lunch after this?"

[nathan67003]

Brock followed his team suit to the stage with his hands in his pockets. When the... guy who gives the team names, whatever his actual name was, gave them their own, confirming the nutritional theory, he couldn't help but let out a chuckle. This was funny and you can bet your ass he'd brag about it to his (mostly senior) co-workers.

As they left, Janna's suggestion made Brock's face turn from smiling to deadly serious. All he said was "Yes."

[Vision]

As their turn drew closer a thought kept forcing its way into Diana mind. A few of the teams had seemed utterly surprised by who was elected team leader, but they would have to be crazy to pick her right? Failing to shake the thought she seemed more nervous than excited when stepping on stage. However as Hagane's name was called she finally relaxed, smiling again she briefly joined the crowd in applause.

Whilst Brock's face had gone back to serious Diana was still beaming, she had her team. In response she simply said "That sounds lovely." before turning to their new leader to see what he was thinking.

[Flooberoid]

"Hm? Well, I don't have any plans. Lunch sounds excellent." Hagane was taking everything in stride, but it occurred to him at this point that he didn't quite know what happens next. He supposed their next responsibility would be to move into the dorm room and get everything straightened out in there. He would probably need to make an organized to-do list to get everyone settled into their new team. But for now, a break for lunch certainly seemed in order. After all, fulfilling one's responsibilities was close to impossible without the morale to work for it.

One by one, the remaining meat-themed teams received their new designations. By the end of the ceremony, just about every team was aching to get out of that cramped room and start their new life as part of a team, though some initiates seemed less than pleased with their groupings. Finally, with an irrelevant closing statement from the announcer nobody had ever even heard of before, the group was dismissed around lunch time. Good thing, too; all these meat names were making them hungry!