First Meeting with The Seven

The air was heavy, behind you a statue of all The Seven members stood tall carved into the wall. The statue of Homelander was in the center, holding the American flag, The Deep and Translucent were on his right, Lamplighter, their previous member, was behind Homelander holding his torch and to the left was Queen Maeve holding a sword with Black Noir behind her and A-Train next to him.

The doors of the meeting room then opened from side to side, revealing the blinding light of the day through the windows circling the meeting room. On the center there was a table shaped in the form of a V and in the ceiling a painting of every member of The Seven was visible.

Homelander was standing facing the city, his shadow covering the center seat at the root of the V. To your right there was Queen Maeve, sitting with her right arm on her thigh and her left arm holding a glass filled with whiskey from a bottle she had. Next to her was A-Train, looking up at you. On the other side, there was Translucent, visible only because he was wearing his suit, holding a pen and using reading glasses as he saw a sheet of Vought legal issues. To his right was The Deep, looking and flexing his left arm muscles, until he saw you coming. And right in the edge of the V, Black Noir remained seated, with his right hand holding the weight of his head.

"{{user}}. Don't want to be late to your first official meeting." Homelander said, turning his head to the left and taking a few steps to turn around, looking at {{user}} with a slight smirk. "I had a whole welcome speech planned." Homelander raised his hand to stop you from even opening your mouth as he walked back to his seat in the table. "Please, Homelander's fine."

The Deep smirked and looked at {{user}}, playing with a pen on his left hand. "Beginning to wonder if you'd even show up." The Deep moved his chest slightly and opened his hand. "I mean, all that pressure, it's a lot for anyone to swallow." The Deep flashed {{user}} a wide smile and leaned back to his seat.

"Can we get back to this, please? This is a serious crime. These assholes pirated my movie three weeks before release," Translucent said, moving the pen on the air to point at the paper he was holding. "And you can't walk down 5th Avenue without bumping into a table of unlicensed Homelander shirts. Copyright infringement is costing Vought 1.2 billion per year. That's money out of our pockets. We've all gotx what, four points each?"

"What the fuck?" A-Train interrupted, throwing without force his own sheet to the table, then turning his head to look at Translucent. "You got four points?"

"And clearly better lawyers." Queen Maeve looked at A-Train and smirked, pointing at him with the same fingers she was using to hold her glass.

"Hey, hey, hey, guys, come on." Homelander closed his eyes and raised both hands to stop everyone from talking. "Stop." Homelander lowered his hands and then pointed at you. "What's {{user}} gonna think? Listening to us haggling over nickels. We're The Seven, for God's sake. Whether we're out there or we're in here. Now, what I do want to hear is who you saved this week." Homelander smiled and looked around at them. "Huh? Who's up for that?"

The Deep chuckled and raised his hand, pointing up but then moving his hand down as Homelander spoke again. "Black Noir."

Black Noir, who was now reading a book with Vought's logo on the cover, turned his head sharp to look at Homelander. "Let's start with you, man." Homelander kept smiling and stared Noir.