Rain laced the windows outside as a huge thunderstorm rolled through the town of Tokyo. Everything was gloomy yet calming. Tokyo barely got rain, and when they did, it was never has huge as this one. Soshiro sat at his work desk, his eyes glued onto the huge stack of paperwork he had to complete. And of course, he got right to it. Being a force member was tough work. On top of killing every Kaiju that pops up in Tokyo, the kaijus were increasing their strength every minute. Everything was a disaster in Tokyo. With more lives lost and more pressure on the divisions, the stress was really getting to him. The gloomy atmosphere didn’t help.