___The secretary of the Village Hidden in the Mist turned the pale, misty blue depths of her eyes upon the three individuals addressing her, meeting their eyes as they spoke. Hands clasped before her upon her desk, hidden behind an alcove where supplies and papers were hidden from prying eyes, she coolly observed them with a perfect expression of neutrality. As the final child spoke, the young woman, clearly no older than seventeen at most, reached up with one hand and gracefully adjusted the black spectacles upon her face without losing eye contact with the three. How this happened was a mystery for another day, for with the same motion she reached back and up to push her luxurious blonde hair before settling further into her chair. Posture perfect, she addressed them each with a tone that bore no inflections, something that would seem innately alien to anyone who heard it for the first time. "Welcome to Kirigakure no Sato, or the Village Hidden in the Mists for those who may not speak Japanese so well." ___Looking to each in particular as she addressed them, she continued. "Kaneko Daishi, Zion Lotus, you two will be granted your headbands as per village protocol. Before I do, however, I must issue you your formal papers to be signed, agreed upon, and your Sigil bestowed upon you." Reaching underneath the alcove before her, she withdrew two sets of clipboards with several papers upon it, a pen clasped in the trapper at the top. Each were handed out by the secretary with the same equal look that took them both in at once. "The first page is a list of the village rules that must be followed by all shinobi of this village. Fairly straight forward, but you will be held to the vows written there. The second swears to uphold and understand the limits of your Sigils, which will grant you a level one access to facilities so marked. Any attempt to bypass this system, or tamper with the defenses of this village, will result in execution or exile, per the Mizukage's express command. Your signature guarantees the acceptance of this consequence should such a circumstance arise. The third is the explanation of the activation of your Sigil, which must be decided upon before the acceptance of your headbands. When finished, please hand them directly over to me so as to expedite the process." ___Upon the taking of the two offered objects, the female would lower her right hand to a clipboard she kept for herself, where she annotated the situation for Jack's later study. Turning her eyes to scan for imperfections, the void gaze would move to the newcomer next with no change in apparent demeanor. "I apologize, but the Mizukage is currently indisposed. It is to my understanding that a Shadow Clone will be brought to this location shortly. To speak to the Mizukage, you must inform me either through spoken or written word as to your identity, the reason for your visit, and how long you intend to stay at this particular time." Eyes gazing deep into her's, the secretary tapped the tip of her own led 'pen' twice upon the surface of her tablet before resting there without a single swaying of its existence, clearly waiting for an answer. ___
Rexnov
little mintchan
Eddy_Soul5
Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2017 11:41 pm
This was something new for Zion, people in the village being nice to him. He was however slightly taken back by the disparity between Kaneko's look and voice, but he did his best to push past it to listen in to what she had to say. She was quite accurate in her observation of his unfortunate nick name, however it seemed she didn't know the deeper meaning behind it, which he didn't feel like going into at this time. Noticing Kaneko's hand waiting in the air he gave it a good slap, "Well done!" he was glad he hadn't scared her off with his strange introduction but before more he could add more, another person arrived asking for the Mizukage, perhaps she had seen the nightmare, or maybe she was another newbie. "Oh no it's fine. We were jus-". Fortunately he didn't have to re-introduce himself before the secretary spoke up.
The secretary's voice made him feel rather uncomfortable. How long did she have to work to be able to sound like that? Did she work to sound like that? His thoughts almost made him miss the important information she was to deliver, fortunately he snapped back in as she handed him a clipboard. "Right... I'm supposed to pick my sigil" He thought to himslef. Luckily he'd thought about this before everything turned to chaos. A simple lotus on the upper right wing of his back. He remembered back to when his father used to carry him, he'd noticed it and asked his father what it meant. His father's response never changed, first an inquisitive look back to him, then a hearty chuckle followed shortly by "Probably some kind of family tradition".
Reading the from didn't tell him much of anything new, most things he'd learnt in the academy. Filling out the form and attaching an image he had his mother draw for him he went to hand it in. "Well it's nice meeting you Kaneko, don't be afraid to say hi if you see me". He was out of small talk at this point, not that he was actively trying to end the conversation, it just felt like that's where it was quickly heading.
『 ＣＨＡＫＲＡ :』325 // 325 [ 175 // 175 :: S t a m i n a ] 『 ＴＥＣＨＮＩＱＵＥ :』None 『 Location / company :』Meep / Meep "Save me, I'm drowning so deep in the darkness"
She was glad Zion returned the high five, this wasn't as hard as everyone made it out to be. Of course, she really wanted friends to help her with things that require testing. She turned to the secretary and listened as best as she could, man this woman was frightening!"A sigil? Alright."She signed the paperwork, and got the cute little blue ringed octopus on her right upper arm, it was adorable. she looked to Zion then to the secretary."Do I have a squad? If so may I know who they are?"She asked, hoping she had some plans after going through the hassle of a dream realm.
"There's smoke blinding us with goodbyes."
"All these endless circles do nothing."
Lanfaer
Eddy_Soul5
12 Chocolate Spiders, 12 choco, PB filled ponies 5 party poppers 8 cupids arrows made of candy corn tipped with a pumpkin shaped arrowhead
Posted: Fri Jan 13, 2017 8:26 pm
Nymeria pressed her hands together and picked at her fingers while the secretary directed herself to her. She guessed that she would have to show her the same papers she had shown the masked guard at the entrance of the village before being able to speak with the elusive Mizukage. “yes.” The blonde broke her silence with something that added nothing to the conversation. “I believe this will cover all of your questions. I-I am looking to join the village you see? I come from waaaaaay up north, the northern most island. Well, northeastern most if I’m to be fair, from a monastery over there, Latakia, you may have heard of it, or maybe not, you seem like a very busy person.” Nymeria rambled on, unable to stop herself due mostly to nervousness. She wasn’t prone to being nervous, but the combination of spending so long on that ship, plus the pressure of having to make a good first impression on everyone she met had its toll on everyone, even as someone that was usually as cool as Nymeria Ny’Sar. She shut up to try and recollect herself, her thoughts and actions, so that she may come across as a coherent person, someone worth trusting, someone that could be depended on. Her right hand went to her hip and rested as a fist above the pummel of her longsword, her other hand went to her matted hair. She made a face when she felt the knots on it and matted all over. The sensation made her sigh, she was going to have such a hard time working with it later that for a moment she considered just paying someone to fix it for her, but then she remembered she had no money, so it would have to remain as was for the time being, or she could always do it herself, regardless of how much work it was. Back home, she could always get another monk or youngling to do it for her, but she wasn’t back home, life in the big city would require a lot from her.
She slid her hand down from her hair and into her pocket, from which she produced the same ragged and stained paper she had given the masked shinobi. “I suppose this should be enough. I showed it at the gates and they sent me here.” She assumed, handing the secretary the slip of paper that explained who she was, where she came from and what was the purpose of being there; the first two Nymeria had already blurted out in less than a minute, but the last explained that she was part of ongoing payment to Kirigakure for protection from pirates in the past; she was to join the military ranks, as a few others had done when Latakia was short on funds. “I apologize for the current state of the paper. I’ve been traveling for the better part of a month, going up and down, seeing the country for the first time, helping people here and there. Doing my part to help, you know?” She apologized with an awkward smile and a light blush.
___Silence as the two handed back their clipboards, and as the third handed her rather damaged paperwork. Staring at the weathered documents she placed them upon a separate tray to the side of her desk, a place where the others couldn't see others had likewise been filed. Eyeing the three quietly for a moment longer she reached into the filing cabinet to her side and pulled out a shinobi scroll, or at least a document designed to look at such. Upon the scroll were branches of a tree, similarly to what might have been found upon a family tree diagram, but here were four squads, each with a Commander, followed by the name. Beneath each were little branches that supported a name of a genin within the village, along with a title of some sort beneath: infantry, cleric, cloaked artillerist...these names were likely foreign to those of even the academy, for they were new inventions, much like the Sigils themselves, though the Sigil had been in existence for the last four to five months. This scroll was laid out before them, and as such Krisella turned her gaze upon the final female, the one wishing to join. ___Cold eyes gazing dispassionately at her with hands folded before her, the secretary considered the best course of action as outlined by the myriad of rules and regulations the Mizukage had left for her for such an occasion. Finally, she nodded almost as if to herself before continuing to speak to her. "Per the Mizukage's instructions, you must go through our Academy as a new student, to learn the laws, restrictions, and ways of Shinobi within the Village Hidden in the Mist." Taking a clipboard from her stack once more, the young woman pulled forth three sheets of paper from her cabinet and clipped them on before holding it out for the stranger once more. "Please, take this and detail any and all experience you have had with Chakra, shinobi-like training, combat training, or any past experiences with education of any variety. Once completed hand it to me, and I will verify it before giving you a semi-permanent Sigil to allow you restricted access to required locations within the village for your education and living facilities." ___ ___
Rexnov
little mintchan
Eddy_Soul5
Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2017 5:41 pm
This was it, everything Zion had trained for was finally being taken seriously, he was looking at his squad assignment. He scanned the scroll for his name, the titles didn't mean much to him but he was sure his squadron leader would explain everything to him, whoever they would be. Soon he spotted his name, 'Squadron three huh? Guess I ought to find the squadron leader' he thought to himself. Looking at the other names he made sure to make a mental note of them. Squadron leader Kumotake, he didn't recognise the name but this wasn't much of a surprise to him, and team mates Kirama and... Kaneko! He didn't expect to recognise any of the names in his squadron so he was rather pleased that he had something.
"Hey, looks like we're in the same squadron" Zion casually stated to Kaneko, he wasn't sure how best to respond to his squadron assignment, so he decided it'd be best to simply wait and see what everyone was like. Crossing his arms he continued, "Have you heard of Kumotake?" He assumed she hadn't but he didn't want to miss an opportunity to find out, "Seems like he's gonna to be our leader".
He paused a moment to wait for her response, he didn't want to overload her with questions. His scarlet eyes rested on Kaneko, hopefully she would suggest what to do next or at least tell him her plans. He didn't really feel like searching for this Kumotake by himself, but he also didn't want to impose himself on Kaneko.
『 ＣＨＡＫＲＡ :』325 // 325 [ 175 // 175 :: S t a m i n a ] 『 ＴＥＣＨＮＩＱＵＥ :』None 『 Location / company :』Meep / Meep "Save me, I'm drowning so deep in the darkness"
The list that was set down for them had names of other genin nd higher ranks. She scanned down the list and spotted hers, along with Zion and smiled. Kumotake? Sounds like a cool spy from Kumogakure. Either that or a complete idiot."Nope, He can find us later, I wonder if he knows medical justu? Hmm...wanna spar? Not here of course, miss up-tight there would get mad if we ruined the office."She asked Zion, not caring if the secret heard her insult, but she was excited and also disappointed that she would have to search her sensei out, so why not let him find them later? She really wanted to smack Zion's adorable face with her spear, and this was the perfect excuse to do that. Not to mention, if ZIon had some bruises or cuts, she could demand their sensei teach her some healing justu.
"There's smoke blinding us with goodbyes."
"All these endless circles do nothing."
Lanfaer
Eddy_Soul5
12 Chocolate Spiders, 12 choco, PB filled ponies 5 party poppers 8 cupids arrows made of candy corn tipped with a pumpkin shaped arrowhead
Posted: Sun Jan 29, 2017 12:08 pm
Zion took a moment to think about the proposition, 'A sparing session? I guess it'll be a good way to see how she fights'. He made a quick note of her equal disliking of the secretary, but did his best not to react hoping she wouldn't respond. "Yeh, sounds like a plan". He was unsure of what he was getting himself into but assumed that she was a capable fighter seeing as this was her idea. "Medical ninjustsu huh. Is that what you plan on specialising?".
Aria was once again at the offices, here to ask about any shrine building plans, and about taking a Journey of the Heart mission. She did not remember if she was supposed to go ask Yuri-san if the Mizukage was in or not, so she wandered over to a row of chairs. Hopefully, by sitting where she had been previously, either the long time secretary or the Mizukage would call on her. Also there was a white haired boy and a blue-black haired girl, talking quietly about medical ninjutsu. Is one of them part of the medical staff, Aria thought, trying to keep her mind busy.
Spent: -- Sustain: -- Overall: --
╔═══════════════════════════════════════╗ ...as supporting others is my goal!
Posted: Sat Feb 04, 2017 11:12 pm
N I S S H O
【 Academy Student (E) • Buddhist (Monk-In-Training) • Taijutsu - Tamer • Hakemoto 】
「 ✘ 」The journey from the hospital to the Sero Tree was long, and for one unfortunate nurse, an exasperating one. Having refused--albeit very kindly--to be escorted to the Mizukage's office by one of the masked individuals who appeared upon the final day of his stay, Nissho was instead lead there by one of the nurses who cared for him. It was far more comfortable that way, especially when he was already quite uncomfortable with the place he was in now. Not the hospital, obviously. Being surrounded by kind, nurturing females and water miles around that provided a soothing sound when he spent hours meditating in front of the window, was almost just as pleasant as being back at home. It reminded him much of his home in fact: a small, basic home hand-built by his father, surrounded by farmland tenderly cared for by his mother, and behind it, a large waterfall that fell into a large pond below where Nissho loved to swim. All of that was gone now, and to his distaste, he was heading straight towards the source of all the blame. His parents. His home. The temple and the monks. All of it gone, because of this dreaded tree that stood before him now.
"This is where the Mizukage's office is located, Nissho. You'll be coming here a lot once you become a Shinobi for missions and tasks! But first, we'll have to see about getting you enrolled into the Academy..." The nurse spoke sweetly, with much enthusiasm in her tone to the child, unaware of just what was going through the boy's mind the moment he saw the tree miles away. Without looking back, and Nissho's hand in her own, she began advancing towards the steps. The boy followed after much hesitation, letting him, and the hundred-pound Buddha statue he had tethered to him with a rope, slowly drag behind the nurse. "Come on, keep up now." Gently tugging on his hand, she continued. The statue began to clank about loudly, its brass composition hitting the front of each step, before flipping up and over onto the top, then repeating. "Oh! It didn't take but a couple steps until the nurse 'thought' she figured out the problem. Their forward momentum was halted for a few seconds, only so she could hold the statue in her free arm. The heavy exhale was enough to tell anyone that the additional weight was a bit of an encumbrance to the woman's slim and small physique, yet she tried not to show it otherwise. Not to mention the boy she was practically dragging around that weighed just as much, if not a little less. He however, was more than capable of walking on his own, unlike the statue.
The nurse continued forward, having to release Nissho's hand to carry the statue with two hands, and began hastily traveling up the stairs before her strength gave out. She expected Nissho to be behind her, and if she had known any better, she would have looked back to see that the poor boy hadn't moved an inch since she turned away. No, in fact, he was debating on turning back around and waiting for her at Sero's edge to return back to the hospital. Becoming a Shinobi wasn't worth walking into a giant, scary-looking tree that caused the chaos which created the village's current state, and the loss of his parents. It made those monsters... Looking up the stairway, he saw the nurse finally reach the top, dropping the statue suddenly as she bent over panting, trying to catch her breath. A knot found its way into Nissho's stomach, and he took a single step back. It's not safe... His eyes welled with tears and his throat tightened. He was walking straight into a tree of evil. Why did everyone else believe that it was okay to live their lives on this thing? He immediately turned his back towards the top of the stairway, descending with quick steps.
The nurse finally caught her breath, blushing slightly at the scene she may have caused in front of the receptionist and the others. All of which quickly faded when she turned to see that Nissho was not by her side. With a soft sigh filled with obvious distress, she hurried down the stairway to catch him. "Ni... Nissho! Wait, wait... Where... are you going?" When she caught up, he was several feet from the stairway, about halfway from the point where the dense fog surrounded the village. She spoke to him between panting breaths, having to catch her breath once again. He remained silent, and turned to face her, the answer now plainly evident upon Nissho's face. A single tear rolled down his right eye as he fought off to urge to cry anymore than he already had. "Nissho..." She knelt down to pull the boy into a tender embrace, his tear and watery eyes dampening the fabric of her clothing upon her shoulders. "I know you're scared, but everything is going to be okay. The Sero is our new home now, and we have to live with that now." It may be her new home, but for Nissho, he wasn't too sure about that. This place was never his 'home' to begin with.
I want to go home...
After Nissho finally calmed down, the two traveled back up the stairway into the foliage of the tree once again. Nissho glanced up into the leaves, empty spaces from among the bushels creating images of foul creatures and beasts in his mind's eye. His gaze quickly averted from them, focusing his gaze upon his hand which held tightly to the nurse's as they reached the top of the stairway. There were four others in the circular room, five if including the statue they now stood in front of. It was laying on its side, obviously having been set down carelessly. The nurse quickly set it upright, wiping down the sides and the top of it with her hand as if to remove any damage that might have been caused, and sheepishly handed the boy the rope it was connected to. Nissho moved himself behind the nurse, just slightly off to the side so he could see some of the others around, without them paying too much attention to him. Two of the four were conversing among one another about something. He wasn't too sure, having just arrived at the pause of their little conversation. Another female looked completely foreign, in regards to how she was dressed, and her physical appearance overall. And then there was another female sitting quietly on the chairs lined up on the side of the room. The nurse moved forward before he could examine her further, and he followed behind, the statue dragging itself upon the stone flooring, creating somewhat of a distracting sound.
The two approached the receptionist, and the nurse smiled sweetly, bowing politely. "Hello. I'm here with Nissho, a patient of ours who has fully recovered and is need of a place to stay. We have no whereabouts of his parents, but he appears to have some relation to the temples along the outskirts of the village." She handed over a bundle of papers on the boy's previous and current condition, information on where he was found prior to being in the hospital and the little bit of information given by Nissho himself during questioning. "Is it possible we might get him enrolled into the Academy?" Meanwhile, the people that surrounded them only distracted Nissho from the fact that he was inside this tree once again for those mere moments before the thoughts flooded his mind once again. Acting upon it immediately, Nissho sat on the ground, wrapping his legs and arms around the statue and his palms flat against one another. With his back straight and eyes closed, he began breathing steadily. The nurse turned to tell Nissho to sit in one of the chairs, only to find that he was silently meditating upon the ground. This was a common occurrence for them at the hospital, so she merely smiled, opting to leave the boy be.
Techniques Used • • •
Passive Perks • [ PA ] Devotion through Meditation :: Meditation is a common practice for those who follow the religion and philosophies of Buddhism. Whenever Nissho is in a meditative state, posts through meditation count as posts towards the completion of a religious job. • [ PA ] Amhisa :: Nonviolence is a key virtue to the followers of Buddhism, as killing or intentionally causing harm to someone is considered bad karma. All attacks that would be lethal if landed, are treated non-lethally, knocking the target out instead for one post if it causes severe injury, and two posts if it causes death. This also prevents the one-half reduction of AC acquired through missions (Buddhism religion effect), as long as Nissho did not perform said technique while in the State of the Beast, or out of hatred/anger in general. In this case, no AC is received for the mission. •
『 ＣＨＡＫＲＡ :』375 // 375 [ 225 // 225 :: S t a m i n a ] 『 ＴＥＣＨＮＩＱＵＥ :』None 『 Location / company :』Mizukage's Office / Zion "Save me, I'm drowning so deep in the darkness"
Kaneko was happy that Zion agreed to the spar, although neither had any techniques to help, she was also curious as to Zion's way of fighting. It would be something interesting."Ah, yes, I plan to specialize as a medical shinobi! Huh..?"She paused, feeling as if her upper shirt had become tighter than usual and what was this..feeling she had? She felt like her passion to spar Zion was in full blown as of the moment and one name triggered in her mind; Kirama, their new team mate they haven't met yet. She poofed a cheek out, becoming confused as she never had felt like she was oly one gender, so why did she feel like her chest had expanded? She could feel it in her voice too, it was so much more smooth than before and she felt no roughness from a male's voice of tone."Hmm, I feel weird, oh well, lets go spar!"She turned and looked to the other two people, a child and a...another female child. She continued, smiling as she passed and exited the office.
"There's smoke blinding us with goodbyes."
"All these endless circles do nothing."
Eddy_Soul5
Posted: Mon Feb 06, 2017 5:57 pm
Zion was pleased to hear Kaneko's response. "A medical shinobi, a very useful asset for any team" He thought to himself. He was about to turn to head to the door until a strange feeling hit him. It felt as though someone had reached inside his chest and was squeezing at his heart, he pain made him wince and almost double over in pain. As he clutched at his chest images of the farm fire flashed in his mind along with a sound of a baby crying. "No... No I... I need to train, leave that behind. Why does it hurt so much".
Almost as soon as the sensation hit it faded, replacing it was an overwhelming sense of virtue and passion. "I must train. I. Must. Train". He was about to run out of the door to go to the village training grounds, as he lifted his head from his hunched position to start his run he froze midway. "Her boobs weren't that big before were they?". Kaneko said something but Zion's mind and eyes were elsewhere, all he heard was 'spar', "Was I really that unobservant as to miss that?".
As the pair began to move towards the training centre Zion noticed the girl and little boy waiting behind them, "I'm never this unaware of my surroundings, what's happened?". Before his brain could begin to process whether he was in some form of genjutsu, he felt the pull of the little boys charm. "Awwwww you're sooo cute!!" He squealed as he pinched both of the boy's checks, pulling at them.
Out of the corner of his eye he saw Kaneko leave the building. "Oh yeh, me and juggles were gonna train". He stopped pinching the boy's checks and patted him on the head. "I gotta go. You make sure to stay this adorable until I come back" He stated, almost as if it were sage-like wisdom while he staring at the door. As Zion left the Sero for the training grounds he began to think to himself, "I'm sure I can get a feel whilst we spar"
[exit to Village Training Grounds || Academy // Dojo]
“Like the mist, conceal that which you feel, but like a ninja, do not forget that you feel.”
I walked back into the village with a sigh. I'd finally done it. I completed the academy and can become a full nin. I hope Lord Mizukage is not mad that I'm so late getting to him for my headband. I had to go take care of my sister for a couple days, there's no helping that. I sigh as I walk through the village to the base of the lift where the Anbu operative is waiting around, probably bored beyond belief. He rises as I approach, though, standing a bit more at attention.
"Greetings" I say, bowing my head a bit, "I am here to see Lord Mizukage about my head band. My name is Toyotomi, and I am a recent grad of the academy. I have my paperwork" as I pull the forms out to show him.
He takes it and looks it over. "Alright, everything seems to be in order. Go on up. Be careful though, I think there was some sort of a ruckus going on up there."
I smile and thank him before getting in the lift. On my way up, I ponder the past and why I chose this path. I remember the day my father was killed. I remember the day's before, when I had learned Kemuri Eda.
My dad had been using it to help him take care of his plants, and I had asked how. He showed me his arm, having me examine it, both solid and mist form. He then grasped my hand and shifted the state of his hand, which partially shifted mine. [1/4] He then pulled away and told me to try. I focused in, and mist starts to smoke from my finger tips. My dad patted my back and I lost the focus. [2/4] He apologized and told me to try again. I focused and my arm shifted to being smoky, but not fully mist yet. I focused and the mist state expanded and becomes more full going up to my elbows. [3/4] I focused more and the mist expanded farther. I release the breathe I hadn’t known I’d been holding, and the jutsu with it. I took a deep breathe, and when I tried it next, my whole body went mist. [4/4][Kemuri Eda Learned]
Two days later my father was killed by a sound nin, which pushed my sister to have to take care of me. I joined the academy once of age, and have been training for the day I can become a full blown nin, and destroy the Sound village.
The lift dings, indicating I’m almost to the top. Hmm…. I shift into my mist form as the lift gets to the tops floor. The door opens and I flow out, spreading out and clinging low to the ground. I take in my surroundings. A guy and a girl are interacting, the guy making some lewd comment about the girl, a child and a woman who appears to be a nurse are close by, and the secretary. I recognize the guy as Zion and the girl as Kaneko. This could be a good time to have some fun.
I begin to swirl as a mist and rise up into an almost human form right in Zions line of sight and flow forward as a mist that resembles a skeletal human. As I get within a foot or two I disperse and flow around on either side of him. As a mist I flow around his and Kaneko’s ankles making my way over toward the secretary’s desk. A little in front of the desk I return to my human state with a chuckle. ”Hello milady, My name is Toyotomi Kirimuro. I am a new genie from the academy, here to retrieve my headband from Lord Mizukage, if that is convenient. I say whilst bowing my head to the secretary, my tonfa blade handles poking out from behind my head.
Posted: Tue Feb 07, 2017 5:05 pm
KrissellaThanderveldt Kirigakure's Secretary
___"Insults: the salvation of the under educated," came the voice of the secretary as the others' left, her voice carrying yet still completely devoid of emotion or reaction. Simply a bit of wisdom to help them with their lives and paths. Still, others were filing in as well as a wall of mist, the female sighed quietly and reached under her desk and grabbing for the arbalest sitting there without taking her eyes off of the mist. Thankfully, as it coalesced into a shape, she recognized someone from the village. Otherwise they wouldn't have been among the living for much longer. ___As soon as the question left the genin's mouth, Krissella reached out to take yet another clipboard from among her stacks and clipped both a pen and a new form to its surface. Extending this towards the new figure, the not-Yuki Secretary explained. "All graduates of the Kirigakure no Sato Academy must fill out this form. Instructions on the back of the last page will indicate the proper procedure to accept the editing of your Civilian Sigil to that of a Genin within the village. Please sign, and accept, and I shall hand you your headband." ___Turning her gaze to the young boy who had entered with a young woman, someone he recognized as a caretaker for the village orphans, Krissella turned her passionless grey depths on the boy with his Buddha statue with some measure of callous curiosity. Reaching forward, she rolled up the scroll that held the different squadrons and their members, replacing it within her file cabinet without so much as ever breaking eye contact, she clasped her hands before her and smile emotionlessly. Taking the offered papers, the woman's eyes moved downwards and began to scan, taking in their information in a flash before turning back to the boy, and his guardian, before him. "Per the Lord Mizukage's wishes, we will accept anyone into the academy who has a desire to learn and grow. As such, you will be assigned a homeroom, a class number, and will be gifted a Sigil of your choice." Taking a key from around her neck, one that seemed made of obsidian and topaz, she turned a lock out of sight and brought forth a photo-sized piece of paper. Sliding the hidden pocket closed, she locked it once more before turning and holding it out to the new child. "Nissho. By taking this paper, you will find a diagram of your personal body produced on its surface. By touching a spot, and imagining in your mind's eye a symbol or design, the ink on the image will become a symbol on your body. This symbol will allow you access to shinobi-only facilities, though only one a modified clearance base. This means you are allowed to room in the temporary dorms at the academy, or room in the Apartments as you desire." Taking up a pencil, Krisella scribbled a few notes on the clipboard meant for Jack's eyes only before continuing. "You will belong to Homeroom E - 2, and that shall be your training group until graduation unless your instructor desires otherwise." ___That said, the secretary turned her careless gaze and monotone voice upon the chunin within their midst, a curiosity burning within her. "Come forth, Aria. I would imagine if you came here it was for a reason." She didn't know this girl well at all, only meeting her once or twice in the last few months as she spent most of her time studying or praying. What could have brought her out, she wondered, as Krissella awaited her approach.
Nymeria handed the secretary the paper filled. It took her about an hour to get it done, and the only thing of note in it was that she had no idea what her elements were, to be exact, she wrote unknown/none in that section, the monks back at Latakia were unsure which it was, she had been subject to a series of tests and none were conclusive, sometimes it registered that an element, or elements, were present, other times, it simply said there was nothing of interest there, so she simply gave the secretary both answers in the paper, for simplicity’s sake. With that done, she bowed before the secretary and said that she would like a look around the village while he paperwork was processed, she would like to see what she could of Kirigakure if she was to remain here, if anything was needed of her, she could feel free to summon her, and somehow, Nymeria would find out that she was needed, as to how, she couldn’t quite gather, but she was certain the secretary had her ways. “If there is anything more required of me, please let me know.” She added finally, lingering for one moment before leaving.
