Norman
In a pillar of darkness, the Leader of the Organization would arrive. She didn't bother to wear her hood this go around. In one of her hands were several cards and she was looking through them for a moment before letting them vanish into darkness. 

"I have gathered you all here today for a similar reason to last time. We have new members that need to be introduced to the others... As well as delegating new roles for everyone in the foreseeable future. We can start with the new members and move on from there."
Manuel
The boy nods, the metal on his coat jingling slightly. He remains silent, as *Usual*, his gaze slowly moving across the figures he doesnt recognize. Theres a few of them to look at. Its difficult to get a good read on them, though, due to the coats obscuring their features.

That's to be expected, though. Body language only says so much.
Mary
*As if on cue, a clunk could he heard as a suit of red spiked armor teleported into the once empty 13th and final chair. No dark corridor was used; it was a simple teleport command.*

"Greetings... It seems as though I am the last, therefore I will go first."

*Speaking of body language, the armor had none to speak of. The voice simply boomed from within the suit of armor. If this nobody was silent, they would likely be confused for just a decorative suit of armor placed on display.* 

"I am the thirteenth. The Nameless Thirteenth. And I would appreciate if you referred to me as such."
Kelly
Next to speak was the tall and thinly Number VIII. He had been slouched in his chair but as he raised himself to speak, his true height revealed itself. He spoke with a thick and heavy Scottish accent as he addressed the group. 
"Aye, am next then. Number VIII. Unlike oor dusty suit of armour o'er there, refer to me as Hadox."
Removing his Hood in front of the group revealed an incredibly old man, emaciated with long grey disheveled hair as frail as his body. His eyes however, piercing as they looked across the sea of black hoods in the room.
Daniel
After Hadox has a spoken Number IX was next, the woman removed her hood revealing several stiches acrosses her face and down her next as if she was a puppet sewn together. One could imagine that her stitches covered her entire body. As she began to spoke she held an air about herself that revealed she hold herself above all else. "Number IX here feel free to call me Xishan." She pushed the silver hair behind that was in her face back as she made herself seated.
Mary
The anxious Number X was next. She had spent most of the meeting so far nervously tapping her fingers as the other spoke. Lowering her hood revealed a youthful looking woman with dark black hair and a smile as she introduced herself 
"I am the Number X but please call me Calixia. I look forward to getting to know each of you." 
Her smile fades as soon as her introduction is complete and she resumes the tapping of her fingers.
Cindy
With hood removed the man sat there arms still crossed as he kept the bored expression. "Call me Verrix. If I get stuck working with anyone so be it." He slumped back into his seat giving a yawn.
Veda
*Myxnoatan removes his hood and regards the new recruits with a calculating expression.*

*Nameless has a powerful presence, but does not wear his coat. Does his armor have a similar protective effect?*

*Hadox seems unlikely to be useful for physical tasks, but looks can be deceiving. If assigned to a mission with him, he will have to test his capabilities.*

*Xishan's appearance is strange, but no more stranger than the other anomalous aspects of their non-existent.*

*Calixia appears to have several habits left over from her prior existence. She fidgets and puts on a nervous facade. Perhaps she wishes to invoke the feeling out of desperation to feel anything?*

*Verrix seems to be an unmotivated youth. The Mountain has had to work with plenty in his time. He will be whipped into shape or perish early.*

"Welcome." *He speaks a single word flatly, then offers no further hospitality.*
Nathan
Laxzaea would be the next to take off their hood, setting down the brush in their hand. It revealed a person with long flowing blue hair and an faint smile on their face.

"Although I am not exactly, *New*. I have been holed up helping Amyrx prepare for what's going on in the future. I've yet to meet most of you, so... Here we are."