[h3][color=#9999FF]Kobayashi Taiki[/color]
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Taiki sat on a retaining wall of a small garden in the square directly across from the CCG Field Headquarters of the 8th Ward. He had been there for awhile, the growing pile of cigarette butts at his feet a testament to that. He took a long drag from what remained of the cigarette in his mouth before dropping it to the ground and snuffing it out with the toe of his shoe. He checked his watch, [color=#9999FF][i]'Less than three minutes. Fucking meetings...'[/i][/color] he thought as he stood from the wall and began to walk toward the road. He stepped out without paying much attention to the traffic, earning himself a car horns blast and a rather angry looking driver to which he waved and slightly smiled in their direction as he crossed in front of them.

Across the road he made his way up the steps of the 8th Ward Office in twos before he pulled the door open at the top. He moved to the security check at the entrance, flashing his ID and stepping through the RC Gates with a bored look on his face and then made his way to the stairwell.

A little over a minute later Taiki would burst from the stairwell entrance on the floor of the meeting, breathing a little bit heavier than normal but otherwise looking normal. He turned around in the hallway, gaining his bearings quickly before making his way down the hall toward where he was pretty sure was the conference room. Turning a corner his guess was confirmed as correct when he found himself staring at Sora as he waited outside the room. Taiki moved along side the younger Investigator, standing before the doorway of the briefing room he shrugged at Sora and pulled an earbud from his left ear, [color=#9999FF]"Figured you'd be inside already, I had to finish a cigarette, it,"[/color] he raised up his hands showing six fingers to Sora as he did, [color=#9999FF]"Took a little longer than I had anticipated."[/color] he said with a grin before he tapped on Sora's shoulder and pulled him into the briefing room. 

Once inside he fell in against the wall, bringing his arms up against his chest and looking past the other present Investigators, his mood quickly souring at the fact he was simply in a briefing room at all.[hr]
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