<span style="font-size: 18px">Hashi Takahara</span><br/><br/>The green-haired young man was already waiting in the auditorium, having been close by when the announcement was made. Alone in the room, he was seated on the stage, busily sketching in a small pad, no doubt some new and dubiously dangerous design of his, as he was wont to do with down-time. Mumbling to himself, he leaned the chair back against the wall, gauntlet-clad hand gripping an obviously well-used pencil that studiously and graphically put some finishing touches on something that would probably see the light of day the second it could conceivably be needed.<br/><br/><span style="font-size: 12px"><div style="text-align: right">Location: Auditorium<br/>
Mood: Bored<br/>
Company: None​</div></span>