Seraph felt a little lost in the large crowd despite having one of the most remarkable appearances among the heroes standing around in the room.  It wasn't his clothes that made him remarkable; there were many others who were dressed far more remarkable than simple jeans and a shirt. It wasn't his height or build either as he stood only a few inches above average with a lithe and athletic build. What set him apart were the large white wings that rested on his back. If Seraph had such a unique appearance a person might ask why he felt lost among this sea of people. The reason was rather simple actually it was because he was an empath. He could feel all the emotions from the heroes in the room. It was making it difficult for him to focus on anything.  He just wanted to get out of here as fast as possible and quickly finding his team would be a good place to start at getting out of here fast.<br/><br/>He looked around making sure he had enough room to spread his wings before leaping and flapping his wings a few times to gain some altitude in order to try and spot his new teammates. After scanning the room he spotted what looked like a man with a moving shadow talking to a girl in a t-shirt. One of his teammates’ names was Creeping Shadow if he remembered right. It wasn't much but it was a good place start.  Flying over to the pair, he landed a few feet away from them stumbling a bit since he still wasn't all that great on landings. He walked closer to them, so that he was in easy conversing distance, tucking his wings against his back as he did. “Creeping Shadow and Voltaic or is one of you Wolf?” He asked absently. It was hard for him to focus as he was no longer focused on flying and the waves of emotions from the heroes around the room crashed against him again. “I’m Seraph. Nice to meet you both.”