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[b][color=khaki]“Yay.”[/color][/b]

Kurimi quite happily exclaimed, if you could call it that- her tone raised in pitch and her voice actually projected out to be more than a whisper and raised her arms up as she did so. A strange sight for sure.

Her milky sights would veer between her two teammates, excitement that was once quite restrained welling up within her chest as the thoughts of what was to come became more prevalent. Hitting people with her swords was number one on the list of enjoyable pastimes, followed shortly after by eating tasty things- which she would hopefully be able to do as well. Kurimi had heard about these exams from friends, mentors, family, but it just went in one ear and out the other for the most part. This event was nothing but a challenge and a fun time for the small Mochi girl, though, her team's competence in comparison to the others did give her more peace of mind than anything else that factored in.

[b][color=khaki]"Where is Iza?- We get food before?"[/color][/b]

Kurimi boldly inquired, her vision peeled from her teammates and back towards the rivers of young shinobi that seemed to be breaking into pockets of people- getting into arguments, physical altercations, she believes she may have even spotted some flirting between the youths. Her eyes squinted as she vaguely picked up the similar hues of Izayoi's head, though rather than gesture towards her cousin she just audibly grumbled. Too much into the mix, she's probably with her own team anyway- they would likely meet soon enough either way. Her shoulders raised as she glanced back to Hime and Usagi, biting her lip briefly as the moodswung girl returned to her single-minded excitement. Her small hands balled into fists and she raised them up to the two, perhaps there was something in the air?

[b][color=khaki]"We fight someone, for practice?"[/color][/b]

There wasn't much time before the exams themselves, but Kurimi had some newfound energy charged up in her. The aura of hope and competition seemingly came to be on the same wavelength of the typically quiet girl, not that she was being noisy- though if anyone saw her she would be emoting these feeling quite well. From the balled fists from before she was now baring her teeth and growling like an animal, her small feet stomped down to the floor as she looked around the immediate area like a small agitated boar. Kurimi's nostrils flared and she continued to scan the area for the familiar presence from before- unsuccessful, but the happiness of reuniting with her teammates was now just some mob mindset. The very words that ran through the girl's mind at the moment were.

[i][color=khaki]"Where is that rude boy? I'm going to break his face. Who needs to wait for the exams to start? Not me nope, I'm going to bathe in his blood."[/color][/i]
[right][sup]Kurimi is not liable for the deaths of shinobi from other villages.[/sup][/right]