<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/c/cb/Rsz_kougami_shinya_manga_color_by_kurocchan-d5noq0p.jpg)</div><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td>Name</td><td> || </td><td>Takashi Himura</td></tr><tr><td>Location</td><td> || </td><td>Lazarus HQ - Entrance Hall -&gt; Gym</td></tr><tr><td>Tagging</td><td> || </td><td>Shizuru Satonaka, Mizuki Terasu, Maki Hoshi, Kumiko Akimoto, Eric Chambers, Kiritaka Ryotaro, Aizawa Shion, Raiden Tetsugi -&gt; Kumiko Akimoto, Shizuru Satonaka</td></tr></tbody></table><br/><hr/><br/>Takashi saw that the situation was controlled and that everyone was calm, he figured that he no longer needed to be there. Nodding, he acknowledged Raiden's statement and agreed, being well prepared is much better than being killed. The black haired man looked around one last time and saw that the situation was going to be handled without his assistance. If there was a good thing about not being a leader or a boss, it'd be that he didn't always have to be the overwatch and give orders. In Lazarus, members were allowed to do pretty much anything they wanted as long as it wasn't stupid, like actions that would give their position away, and that they did everything they could to defend the facility and the prototype Machina that the professor made before he left. If it weren't for the Machina, none of this would be happening, but the US government got power-hungry and decided that it was their time to rule the world. If there was anything Takashi learned about overzealous nations while he was studying history in military school, it was that they eventually fell.<br/><br/>Kumiko eventually left the group and said that she was headed to the gym, which sounded like a good idea to Takashi. He voiced this to her,<strong>"Good idea, I'll join you. I've got this tension in my neck and shoulders that is really bothering me."</strong><br/><br/>As soon as he arrived at the gym, he removed his jacket and the long sleeved shirt he had underneath, placing them on a bench. Then, he took some gauze and started rolling it around his hands, layering some at his knuckles to act as a buffer. Then he headed to the sand bags, there were several in a row and Takashi picked one of the middle ones, Shizuru was also hitting the bags. If he recalled correctly, Shizuru had military experience just like him. He deliberated on this for only a short while, took a deep breath and then started pounding into the heavy bag, the air escaping from his mouth every time he punched the bag. Takashi was a hard hitter, and in boxing terms he would be an in-fighter, a fighter who fought close to an opponent and sought every chance to use quick movements to get close. His body focused on the bag, while his mind thought about the situation in Japan. Would his father be alright? If the Americans did anything to his family... His body reacted to these last thoughts by hitting the bag so hard that it almost hit the ceiling.<br/><br/>Takashi caught the heavy bag and looked at a clock, apparently he had been going at it at a fast pace for three minutes. He needed to relax, this was unlike him, he needed to control his emotions just like he was taught as a small child. Takashi grabbed a water bottle, opened it and drank from it while also grabbing a towel and wiping his sweat. He sat down on the bench with his clothes and cracked his neck,<strong>"Aah.. Kimochi ii, I think I kicked my tension's ass."</strong>He looked at his water bottle and wished it was a beer, it had been a while since he had one. Takashi looked over at Shizuru, lost in her training and music. He figured she'd meet Mizuki at dinner so he didn't worry much about it. Then he remembered that Kumiko was at the gym as well, he looked up and found her, then asked her an ambiguous question,<strong>"So.. What are your first impressions about the new pilot?"</strong>Takashi slightly grinned, maybe she'd catch his implications. The military grown man had learned to relax a little since coming to Lazarus. He remembered his first day, he was so stiff and so formal that it suffocated everyone else in the room. His leadership tendencies, a.k.a bossiness, were much worse than they were currently. But eventually he learned and adapted to the free environment, well, as free as it could get.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>Kimochi ii: "Good feeling"; implied exclamatory statement: "What a good feeling!"