[center][color=ed1c24][b]Bumu Aka[/b][/color]
interacting with [@BladeX]
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[color=ed1c24]"So, if I buy the chicken... Then I get the noodles half price, right?"[/color]
"Look, miss, for the last time, it's buy any item, and you get half price on a second cheaper item." 
[color=ed1c24]"But what if I only want the chicken?"[/color]
"Full Price."
[color=ed1c24]"Well what if I only want the noodles."[/color]
"Full Price."
[color=ed1c24]"But you said the noodles where half off."[/color]
"Kid, you'd making me sad. If I give you the noodles half off, will you promise to stop asking this every time I offer this promotion?"
[color=ed1c24]"Deal."[/color]
"Of course you do. You'll do this again a year from now..."
[color=ed1c24]"Like always Greasy Shiro!"[/color]

Bumu Aka, though nobody really brought up the last name, was quite pleased with his noodles. The fox boy slurping down thick broth-y noodles, letting them smack his nose when he pulled back. Sitting on top of the Konoha watertower, she looked down from the village from above. Sluuuuuurp... SLUUUUURP! THWACK! Simple as that. In the distance Bumu could make out the gathering of ninja, and if he still had her fox ears he'd have perked them up in curiosity. Either way, his ears did twitch. Hmmm, wonder what's that.
[color=f7941d]"You gonna go down there?"[/color] A pleasant voice inquired, sitting next to Bumu.
[color=ed1c24]"What's going on, mother?"[/color] Bumu replied, glancing to her side. There, was a beautiful golden fox, lovely to the eyes and graceful on all fours. [color=ed1c24]"I mean, it's not that important right."[/color]
[color=f7941d]"Weird, I thought you where invited to participate in the exams to earn the title of Jounin."[/color]
[color=ed1c24]"WAIT! That's today!?"[/color] Bumu had to cover his nose to stop noodle juices from spraying out. [color=ed1c24]"I thought that was tomorrow! Oh Chicken Feathers!"[/color] Swearing to herself and at least three seperate deities, he jumped down from the watertower. An explosive tag fluttered past mother fox's snout, and she blew it away.
[color=f7941d]"What a scatterbrain."[/color]

Bumu reached the exams in record time, only destroying a fruit cart on the way over. Not her fault it was a terrible trampoline. Either way, the explosives expert ninja landed at the back of the crowd, scattering explosive tags as he landed. [color=ed1c24]"[b]Oops![/b] Sorry!"[/color] He shouted, jumping around and snatching the brightly marked tags and stuffing them back into her coat. [color=ed1c24]"Really sorry, but I haven't lit them yet!"[/color] He shouted, pushing aside a iwa shinobi was was trying to get a good look at the brightly colored explosive. A ninja shoved her back, bouncing the fox off a wall. Another poof as she lost her grip on the tags, one igniting suddenly. Snatching it up quickly, Bumu snuffed the flames out quickly.
"Watch where you're going, idiot." One shinobi scowled, frowning and adjusting her headband. She was taller than Bumu, clearly used to pulling her weight. "Now, apologize for being a clutz."
[color=ed1c24]"Sorry! Take this as an apology present!"[/color] Bumu said, taking a step back and place a kunai into the ninja's hand. [color=ed1c24]"There, that'll make things good, right?"[/color] Bumu asked, giving his best puppy dog eyes.
"Fine, but I better not see you during the exams. Or you're dead, mutt."
[color=ed1c24]"Gotcha, gotcha."[/color] Bumu muttered, felling a little clipped by the whole event. 

Sighing softly, Bumu took out her tags, counting them quickly. "50... 51... 52.. 5- Wait..." He was missing one. His eyes drifted over the crowd, nose sniffing the air. Wait... There it was, the smell of gunpowder! THERE! Right under... Kaba Joukaku's shoe. Bumu didn't really know the barrier ninja, besides the odd moment the teams got shuffled up to work on their differences. BUT, at least there wasn't any animosity. 
[color=ed1c24]"Buddy, pal! Kaba! Please lift your foot before you explode into gooey bits of blood and guts."[/color] Bumu whispered softly, moving in closer to the black ninja. [color=ed1c24]"And don't scream, that's rude."[/color]

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[center][color=39b54a][b]Kurin Senju[/b][/color]
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Eesh, Iwa Delinquents... The senju shinobi couldn't help but sigh, because while the leaf was on good terms with Iwa, it felt... Weird at times. Especially considering how utterly lax the rock village was in terms of who could become a ninja. Especially somebody who seemed to drink beer like a pro. Is there no self respect? Putting ones best foot forward?
[color=39b54a]"She should save it for the arena then."[/color] Kurin muttered, looking at Hime. The ice ninja was nice, but he couldn't help but wonder if she ever really understood what was going on around her. Especially regarding how utterly flirtaious the drunken girl was getting. [color=39b54a]"Look, thi-"[/color] He began to go off on a lecture, only to stop. Another girl, blonde haired approached him. Rumia and Kyoka, huh? Well, they defiantly looked like an odd pair, so he could buy them being cousins. [color=39b54a]"Look, miss, in all due respect, you and your cousin should not be drinking before an exam. It's not proper."[/color] He sighed, pulling his arm away from Kyoka's grip. She was cute, but unfortunately for the blonde girl, he was rather business first. [color=39b54a]"Maybe after the exams though."[/color] He smiled softly. [color=39b54a]"I'll take you to a fine ramen store for victory noodles."[/color] It seemed to improper to offer otherwise. 

And yet, it seemed everybody was gathering. Even Shizuka of all people showed up. Caught up in his breakfast apparently. Konoha's resident class president couldn't help but sigh, clapping his hands together. From the ground sprouted a bin, perfectly in size and shape for a trashcan. The strudel got a well deserved funeral, as the first thing to be dumped into it. 
[color=39b54a]"Shizuka, please calm down in front of guests from Iwagakure."[/color] He sighed loudly, hands on his hips. [color=39b54a]"This is Rumia and Kyoka, they're shinobi from the earth village. And that's Hime..."[/color] He said, gesturing to the village airhead. [color=39b54a]"I know you're light headed, but please... Try to re-"[/color]

In a flash though, he saw Rumia begin to dig around. His hand reached out, and caught the bottle right out of the air as it fell dangerously close to the ground. Eesh, now he could add littering to the amount of things she was doing all wrong... Guess he couldn't change her mind though. Those Iwa ninjas had to find their own paths in life. 
[color=39b54a]"Well, I guess we should focus on the exams then."[/color] He sighed, barely shaken by this whole ordeal. So, tossing the bottle into a trashcan, he turned his attention to the cousin. 
[color=39b54a]"But, I didn't introduce myself yet. I'm Kurin."[/color] He said, bowing to Kyoka. [color=39b54a]"It'll be a pleasure fighting alongside, or against you in future days."[/color]