<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/tnKmPtH.png)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Tsuneo Hunter<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Meeting Place<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Open!<br/><hr/>Crap, was he late? He knew what time he was suppose to be there but well, late alarm, traffic, all those little annoying things that could go wrong, went wrong. Maybe it was some divine being playing around with him, misfortune made for an amusing thing with the higher powers, no? It still meant that he was rushing and a little underprepared in an attempt to get there on time, he knew it was probably important to the organization and his attempt to volunteer his household for a guest to show up on time properly! The young man already felt the burden of being late, and ever second longer just made that burden all the heavier! Thankfully, he'd gotten a good parking spot not far from the building, and he took one last look at himself in the mirror before getting out. Okay, his brown hair was a mess - a hand running through it did enough to make it look decent. His eyes were shining, though the brown in them his his brief pang of anxiety he felt, time ticking away in his head. At least he looked good, clean clothes - nice jacket, he would stand tall and proud, knowing that he was more than capable of handling his own here!<br/><br/>Right?<br/><br/>Right. He was going to be a really crappy host if he couldn't. Getting out of the car and rush-walking to the building doors, he didn't want to look as if he'd been running and only making himself look more unkempt! He'd arrived on time enough that he was allowed in, and looking amongst the others, he already knew he'd have to ask the more embarrassing question. "So uh..." Flashing a smile, he spoke calmly, looking arounnd. "I'm not late, am I? I know this meeting started a little while ago but you know.. Traffic can be a pain, should left earlier, sorry." he spoke to no one in particular, figuring the people running the event were already mingling with the other guests, they could handle someone being a little late, right? Tsuneo stood tall though, one hand rubbing against the back of his head as he smiled, as hopeful as ever. A little taller than most, it was easy to mistake him for a foreigner, though his Japanese was flawless despite the hint of a slight accent.