[table][row][/row][row][cell][center][h3][color=0EBFE9][b]Rashiku Karata[/b][/color] [color=#2E2C2C]__________________[/color][/h3][/center] [img]http://i.imgur.com/DZr8qqy.jpg[/img] [color=#2E2C2C]______________________________________[/color] [color=#2E2C2C]______________________________________[/color][/cell] [cell][right][sub] [color=#2E2C2C]________________________________________[/color] [color=#2E2C2C]______________________________________[/color] [color=#2E2C2C]______________________________________[/color] [color=#2E2C2C]______________________________________[/color] [color=#2E2C2C]______________________________________[/color] [color=#2E2C2C]______________________________________[/color] [color=#2E2C2C]______________________________________[/color] [color=#2E2C2C]______________________________________[/color] [i][color=0EBFE9]Every night of my life I watch angels fall from the sky Every time that the sun still sets I pray they don't take mine I'm on the front line Don't worry I'll be fine The story is just beginning I say goodbye to my weakness So long to my regret And now I know that I'm alive[/color][/i][/sub][/right][/cell][/row] [row][cell][color=#2E2C2C]______________________________________[/color] A few more glances between the hallway and his instructor was all it took before Rashiku had gathered what had happened. Takayuki had set all those traps in the hall as a test for the students that were coming. With how many he'd set off, Rashiku felt like he was already off to a bad start. He noticed the slight shift in the light from the hallway as the door moved again, showing Ami in the hallway. She had an advantage of many of the traps having been disarmed, and the evidence of them being there was more than obvious with the hall littered with shuriken, kunai, and other pieces of wood. It went well with her avoiding setting off any more, right up until the end where she was forced to make a leap across the room to dodge underneath the table. Even Rashiku had to move a bit out of the way with the further projectiles being launched partially into the living room! After things deescalated their instructor introduced Kiyoshi's replacement. A Senju... Rashiku had certainly heard of the clan name, but when he tried to remember their specialties he drew a blank. They had advanced jutsu of some kind, but he couldn't remember which. He supposed that as a teammate, he'd find out eventually. With everyone seated Mekakushi-sensei gave them their instructions... Which seemed to be gaining information on each other. It made sense, but the things he listed that were going to be needed caused Rashiku's shoulders to tense. The examples were even worse. With the [i]pleasant[/i] memory making the boy's face tighten in embarrassment from the bluntness, and the unpleasant memory causing his hands to ball into fists under the table. If that was the criteria for the answer, there was only one event that qualified, and Rashiku could feel his throat tighten, making it increasingly difficult to speak. It was a partial relief that Akira was first, with his being an easy introduction. His boastful claims at becoming stronger than his village founders were rather annoying though. Becoming that strong as a goal itself wasn't a bad thing, but making such statements seemed insulting to those that he wanted to surpass. Rashiku's eyes were narrowed for the briefest moment, but the boy didn't dwell on it. Especially when Akira had answered which advanced nature it was that the Senju had. Wood Release, that was it. And then, it was Rashiku's turn. Taka-Sensei had turned his head along the line of his students, from Akira, to Rashiku. For a moment the room was silent as Rashiku didn't answer, staring ahead at his instructor, and around the room. His gaze glancing towards his fellow genin as well. Finally, words started to form as he spoke in, at first, short answers. [color=0EBFE9]"I am Rashiku Karata. I am twelve. I was born in the Mist Village. I like drawing, and I dislike vinegar..."[/color] A break formed after he answered all but the final two questions. Ten seconds passed by, then longer, as if he was going to refuse to answer the harder piece, but finally it came forth. [color=0EBFE9]"My favorite day was when my father helped me choose my weapon. We found my sword with two blades well-suited to me, I could handle its weight and wide surface area. And... Five months ago the Mist Village attacked my clan and family. They killed everyone, and my father was torn to pieces by explosive tags. I... escaped through the hole in the wall he made with his body. That is why I am here in the Leaf."[/color][/cell][cell][right][sub] [color=#2E2C2C]________________[/color] [color=#2E2C2C]________________[/color] [color=#2E2C2C]________________[/color] [color=#2E2C2C]________________[/color] [color=#2E2C2C]________________[/color] [color=#2E2C2C]________________[/color] [color=#2E2C2C]________________[/color] [i][color=0EBFE9]One push is all you'll need A fist-first philosophy We watch with wounded eyes So I hope you recognize I'm on the front line Don't worry I'll be fine The story is just beginning I say goodbye to my weakness So long to the regret [b]And now I see the world through diamond eyes[/b][/color][/i][/sub] [color=#2E2C2C]________________[/color] [color=#2E2C2C]________________[/color] [img]http://i.imgur.com/BfbyV9Y.jpg[/img][/right][/cell][/row] [/table]