[center][h3][color=bc8dbf]Ai Kabe - Hidden Stone[/color][/h3]
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Ai sat in the corner watching the various cameras. She held a plate of Dangos; she had found the snacks, though from how much she was talking they were hardly getting eaten.

[color=bc8dbf]"Wow. So this is this years candidates for Jonin? Not very good are they? I mean, not that I'm that good, but I just want to see interesting things. This is going to make me go to sleep. 

Thing that gets me the most is the team formations. Its seems more dangerous to me to stick with a team with questionable objectives than it does to go at it solo. Betrayal is the norm here. I mean, yeah, you're stronger, but you could find you have no scroll at the end rather than one or two. That'll look worse at the end, right? I don't see Fire holding it together. 

That, and all the ninja who are convinced this is all about fighting. I'd nail those with the lowest points off the bat, no matter how skilled they are, but that's just my two cents.

I dunno. What do you see in the match Lord Tsuchikage and Hokage? Are their any winners you can see out the gate?"[/color]

Despite the chatter, Ai watched one camera in particular. She couldn't help but be glued to it. 

[i]Come on Ayame, don't blow this... Please don't team up here...[/i]

Shaking her head, Ai tried to refocus. Ayame was a big girl, she'd be fine. Ai'd given her such a large advantage as well. She just hoped it didn't negatively affect the review. Ai was sure she was stealthy in giving away her scroll, but it was several kage watching. Looking at the camera with Ayame in it, she noted a new face approaching. Trouble? Looking at the familiar face, Ai's heart stopped. She recognized the girl. For a second she seemed uncharacteristically scared. She threw a glance back at the Tsuchikage, trembling.

[color=bc8dbf]"I-is that Aito? S-she's participating?"[/color]

There was a reason Ai's name was so similiar. She had sort of stolen it. Aito had always been a role model growing up. Her sister's best friend, a beautiful artist, who was strong, free, and, most of all, kind. That, and it was honestly entertaining watching her and Ayame fight, both with kunai and with words. Ai used to imagine getting praised by her. What now? It was a problem Ai hadn't thought of ever since she'd had her name remain MIA. Looking back at the screen, Ai just gentle slapped herself, whispering.

[sub][color=bc8dbf]"Get over it, Ai. Kazue's dead. All the friends she knew are gone too... "[/color][/sub]

She turned to the Tsuchikage, a bubbly smile on her face once again.

[color=bc8dbf]"I'm sorry about that outburst Lord Tsuchikage. So, tell me, what do you think of the various chunnin?"[/color]

She finally shut up as she shoved several Dango into her mouth.

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[center][h3][color=7ea7d8]Kaito Chosokabe - Hidden Rain
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Kaito slowly opened his eyes. His right hand was still clutching a kunai. He was so high on drugs he hardly felt a thing, and his head was more than a little dizzy. Regaining a sense of self, he started to put the room together. He was in a hospital bed, and that meant...

[color=7ea7d8]"DAMNIT!"[/color]

Kaito slammed the kunai into a table by him. It meant he'd lost to that Hyuga jackass. The self-righteous, frankly moronic, Hyuga. After all that speech of him stealing what he needed, here Kaito was, without enough. Clenching his teeth he swiped at blurry eyes. 

[color=7ea7d8]"I'll show that egotistical maniac not to look down on me. Next time I see him, HE IS DEAD!"[/color]

It was about that time he noticed two things. A) Shouting with broken ribs was a terrible idea. B) The leader of the Hidden Rain was in his room, Yogensha.

Bowing even as a coughing fit took over, Kaito immediately felt regret. Hacking up a lung, he finally was able to get a breath.

[color=7ea7d8]"My lady, what brings you here? I'd rather see you at a victory party over seeing you ... here. How can I be of service? Apologies about that outburst. Afterall, if I'm ever going to take your job, I'd better be as perfect as you are." [/color]

Looking for something, anything to wipe the blood off his hands, he noticed a TV on in the room. It sounded like an announcer for the forest of death.

[color=7ea7d8]"My lady, where's Sayuri? One of us had better damn-da-ang well passed. Tch. I'm not going to excuse my match. Next person I fight I'm assuming won't have magically appearing wire up his sleeve. And if he does, I'll hang him by it. In any case, where is she?"[/color]

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