[center][color=0047ab][h3]Takachi[/h3][/color][/center]
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A mess. It was always something new every day for the man. Having been recalled to handle an investigation that another operative messed up he was tired from the interrogation session. The man had nothing new to him and he just shook his head and left, heading to shower and get something to eat and head over for some training. He entered his room, one of the larger ones due to his size and position, dropping his jacket off in the chair before cleaning himself up.

Once Takashi was dry he dressed into his training gear and headed down to the cafeteria. Noting the others he merely nodded to them as he grabbed something light, sitting and reading his tablet to finish up his reports. The large man cut an imposing figure, scowling at anyone who came close. He'd not slept in some time and had to pull an all-nighter interrogating their prisoner.

He noticed Takai enter and merely nodded, continuing his work before finishing and heading off to the locker rooms. He'd been showering when he was pinged, stating one of the junior officers was hitting the red zones. He'd been tasked with monitoring the domestic troops, analyzing and weeding out any moles and threats. Grimacing as he hurried out, checking the name, he stopped as the alarm went off.

[color=0047ab]"God damn it Kamenashi-san."[/color] He swore as he hurriedly put on pants and his flip flops, still wet as he rushed out to the Training Room. It was one of several, and Takashi arrived first, scanning him over and cursing as he grabbed the first aid kit. He applied pressure to the worst of the wounds he monitored him as the medics arrived. He shook his head as they carted him off to the Medical wing. [color=0047ab]"That kid will get himself killed."[/color] Takashi looked around the room, sighing as he hit the button to automate the cleaning. Training would have to wait as he filled out yet another report, his mood dropping further as he went to Medical to fill it out. He grabbed his tablet after he finished and made his notes, sending it to Takai.

[i]Kamenashi-san is once again proving to be a danger to himself. I highly suggest, [b]again[/b], that he not train alone. If you want me to take care of it, fine. But this is the sixth time he's done this in the last month and I don't feel confident about having him on the Raid.  I highly suggest that he not be sent this time.[/i]

Setting the tablet aside he headed into the weight room to exercise and run some cardio. He felt only a little bit tired from his 20 hour long day but it was nothing he wasn't used to already. Noticing a text from his grandfather he responded, snorting at his antics. His grandgather liked prying into Takashi's career, missing the old days he once had. For his part, Takashi was happy to share the non-classified parts. He told his grandfather he was fine, a bit stressed but he was doing what he'd wanted to do, regardless of the fact that these kids were driving him insane sometimes. He finished his chat and focused back on working out, embracing the cool burn of intense exercise.