[center][u][b][color=red]Kyotoumaru Uchiha[/color][/b][/u]
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Kyo and his bae were just about done sizing up the competition as the Hokage announced the first trial, which was simple. Get the damn scroll. By the time Kyo was ready to come out of his introverted shell, the competition had already banded together into six groups and ultimate his kin were looking to him to join them. ~[i]How cliche... all of the Uchiha excluded from the other groups so we have to stick together... What, are they going to give us the fire scroll next?[/i]~ Kyo pondered in his thoughts as he made his way over to his kin.

"They're talking about us, Kyo.. You know they want you but I doubt they want me to join your little reuinion.." Senna whispered as she followed a a step behind Kyo, lingering in his shadow as they made their way over to Date and Koibito. She wore a stern look on her face like a mask, as if to tell the other two boys that she meant business and was not just a fodder member of their team. However, Kyo most definitely wore the pants in the relationship just based on their combined demeanor. He had that classic cold, emotionless Uchiha countenance and clearly brought Senna along like a little puppy. Little did they know just how great of an asset she would be to an Uchiha. They would soon see why the prodigy of their clan kept her around him so much. 

"[color=red]Well, well, well... Looks like the Uchiha are forced to band together in this one.. Good. I like it better like this. This way I won't be forced into a group with some no-name Earth Shinobi who expects me to do all the work just because of my name... at least this way we all know what's expected of ourselves.[/color]" Kyo was obviously referring to their status as Uchiha and the heightened expectations placed on them by their peers simply for the symbol they each carried on their attire. 

Before he could even formulate an idea of which scroll to take, the Hokage made his grand revelation and they were transported to a white room together. He looked over to his two Uchiha comrades and gave them a telling look of seriousness. He was not going to take this lightly. From here on out this was all about teamwork and victory. The faster they completed this challenge, the more time they had to focus on resting for the second trial. Failure was simply unacceptable here. 

"[color=red]Up to you. Whatever scroll you guys want, I don't care. Victory is within our grasp no matter which door we choose.[/color]" Kyo finished, turning to Senna and nodding to her. With this she closed her eyes and focused her Kekkei Genkai, the Vibration of All Things, and tuned herself into the emotions of the other two Uchiha. It was no Genjutsu, but literally becoming one with their emotions. She would have an intuitive insight directly into their feelings just by being around her. She was a pure empath beyone measure. She would become the link between their group that allowed for perfected communication and cooperation. 

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[color=silver]Nu Suzaku, Keeper of the Light of Man[/color][/b][/u]

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Two wisps of silver flames gently danced underneath the feet of a daunting man with matching silver hair. He was floating in a pitch black room, the only light emanating was from his feet. Next to him was a large scroll with the Kanji for Fire scribbled in bad handwriting across the front. The floating fireman had narrow, judgmental eyes that seemed fixated on the door where his arrivals would enter from. Upon entry the light from the bright white room would illuminate but a very small portion of the entire landscape, signifying to any of the observant contestants that they were in fact in a massive room, despite how dark it was. While fire was very illuminating, this challenge seemed to start off with the embodiment of the exact opposite. 

As the four contestants would eventually make their way in, the floating figure would introduce himself. Or would he? "[color=silver]Look at the lot of you... not a winner in sight. None of you have what it takes. Why bother even telling you my name?[/color]" He sighed, placing his hand on his forehead as his index finger and thumb ran down the sides of his head and circled his temples, easing the headache he was giving himself. "[color=silver]Just call me Suzaku, if you have to address me at all... Now listen up, and listen good, because I [i]fucking hate[/i] repeating myself. This scroll next to me is the fire scroll. You need it to pass this first trial. The trial is as follows: Take the scroll and leave the room. That's it. It's that simple.[/color]" Suzaku explained the trial and then as he did, he put his arms behind his head as if to lay down, and then he did just that. He lay back, still floating in mid-air, laying on nothingness. The two flames at his feet still illuminated the area around him, the scroll next to him just barely visible amongst the shadows..

He closed his eyes as he laid back without a care in the world. "[color=silver]By the way... don't ask me for any hints, I'm not saying a word.. None of you deserve to be Jonin anyway. Back in my day the Jonin were elite members of the village who commanded respect, earned it... not expected it to be given to them freely just because they won the title of Jonin from some glorified lottery system you got goin' on here...[/color]" He would seem off in his own condescending world, and the fact that he lackadaisically floated above them in the air was no coincidence, he had placed himself above them both literally and metaphorically, as if to show his significance. The air of arrogance that preceded him wasn't hidden whatsoever, it was as if he truly expected all four of these Shinobi just to roll over and accept defeat without even trying. 

He cocked an eye open before any of them could even hope to get near the scroll. "[color=silver]Oh yeah, I almost forgot... the part that makes this so-called challenge, you know, challenging..[/color]" He began as he extended his index finger to the Scroll of Fire. He merely poked it in the most nonchalant way possible and set it ablaze in translucent silver flames. The four contestants would soon note that the scroll was not withering away from the cloak of silver that enveloped it like a scroll would if it were to be normally set on fire. Instead, the cloak of silver danced around the scroll and merely sat there as Suzaku laid back down on his cloud of nothingness. The same silver flames danced beneath his feet ever so elegantly. "[color=silver]I will only say this... don't even try touching those flames with your bare hands, kids. Remember what your mother always told you as a kid![/color]" And with that Suzaku let out a haughty laugh and rested his head on the air beneath his head. Nothing was holding him up, he just lay there and closed his eyes, emitting an aura of indifference as he waited to see what his contestants had in store for his challenge.