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Deidara's visible eye widened and a wicked smirk spread on his face as he whipped around, a kunai spinning in his hand at amazing speeds as he blocked all but one, flipping away from that to let it graze Kita's cheek, a look of sheer surprise on her face. She felt a bit of blood race down her cheek and Samishii got a look of anger on her face, she appeared before him in a blur of black and yellow, making a look of shock forming on his handsome face.

'Sutatikku!' Samishii thought and a burst of electricity formed on her hands, she quickly made a few sets of palm thrusts onto his chest and he staggered.

'I can't feel my arms! That girl shouldn't be taken lightly, un...' Deidara thought and clenched his hand again, unfolding it to reveal a small clay sculpture of an owl. He threw it onto the ground and made a small grunt, it bursting into a cloud of smoke. As the smoke appeared he was perched on top of the now giant owl. 'I'll have to come back after I create new jutsus....'

They watched as the Akatsuki member flew up far beyond anyone's reach, a scowl on each of their faces. They didn't stop him, but at least they drove him off.

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What sick lullabies are we singing today?
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((I'm sorta getting anxious to get to the exams, so I'ma gonna do a time skip.))

Hanako watched Deidara fly away. He's good... So that's the level of an Akatsuki member. It's amazing. Hanako thought with a small shiver. I have to get better, so I can fight these people. She then turned to the others. "Is everyone all right?" When she received a nod from everyone gathered, Hanako once again returned her attention to the small speck on the horizon that was Deidara. Hanako spoke, still watching the receding speck of color. "We need to train harder." She didn't have to explain what she meant by those words.
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Hanako stood outside the building where the first part of the exam was going to take place. She had gotten there early, as she wanted to see the competition. Various ninjas walked around outside, they had also come to the building early. Suddenly Hanako heared a sneer behind her. "Heh, look at the little kiddie. Is your older sibling here to take the exams?" Hanako turned around to see a shinobi looking down at her. He was from the Village Hidden in the Rain, if his headband was anything to go by. Hanako narrowed her eyes. If this was a normal day, she could have kept her temper, but she was anxious about the exams and still distressed from the run-in with Deidara. She took a step towards the ninja, who was still looking at her with a sneer on his face. "You want to try me?" The Rain ninja's sneer turned into a glare. "You think you can beat me? I'll show you what happens when you challenge me, punk!" He ran at Hanako, taking a kunai out of a pouch at his waist. The ninjas around him leapt back, looking with alarm at Hanako. Despite the situation, Hanako didn't look worried. Right when the Rain ninja was about to slash her with the kunai, she hopped to the side and gave his extended arm a small push. This sent the shinobi off balance, and he flew into the ground. "Look, I'm not in a good mood right now. I'm waiting for my teammates, so don't try to attack me again." Hanako sat down on a nearby bench, allowing a slight smile to creep across her lips. This exam is going to be fun, she thought as she waited for Ryutsuki and Kita.

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Ryutsuki had made a full recovery from the encounter with Deidara just before the exams and was now waiting at the building. He noticed someone jump at Hanako with a kunai, before he could react himself, he saw Hanako gently push him down. He smirked and walked over, he pulled the guy off the ground and held his mouth to the guy's ear, "Screw with my team again, and you'll be going to hell sooner than you thought..." he whispered with a purposful maniacal tinge in his voice...

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Hanako looked up and grinned. "Hi, Ryutsuki. You ready for the exams?" Just then, the doors opened up in the examination building. A jonin stepped out, and after a glance at the assembled ninja, said, "All of you may enter now. Go to the first room on the right, and wait there for the rest of the applicants to come." Hanako stood up from the bench. She followed the rest of the people inside, taking a glance at the proctors who were already inside the room. She decided to take a seat at the far back table, so she could see all of the applicants. Hanako couldn't help feeling a twinge of nervousness as she took a seat. There are a lot of shinobi here, she thought. I wonder how many of them will actually pass. As Hanako waited for the rest of the applicants to arive, she focused on the proctors in the room. There were a lot of them, each stationed around the perimeter of the room. Why are there so many of them? Hanako wondered, then returned her attention to the gathering shinobi. They were starting to form small groups, whispering nevously among themselves. Hanako glanced around the room. Apparently Naruto and Sakura weren't here yet. Hanako sighed and decided to wait for Kita and the rest of the applicants.

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Ryutsuki smiled, "Yeah, I'm ready... I'm going in and finding a seat." he said as he slid into the crowd and into the building. He walked easily through the crowd, If I need help any day, it's today, gramps... he thought silently to himself as his grandfather's spirit kept enough of a pace for third person sight...

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Name: Tyasha Sarusen (The Tempest)

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Personality: Calm and when he is down to the grit of things, will use any trick in the book to get by. Is extremely resourceful and can spot trouble a mile away. Of all these good things, hes a heart sick puppy trying to find a lover.

Clothes: Black cotton assassins pants with a thick black vest covered by a white button up shirt.

Appearance: Dark blue eyes match his blue mid length hair. He has slightly pale skin and is slightly built.

(no over coat)

Weapon: He uses a simple Katana and four kunia hidden along his chest he has shuiken pouches and empty pockets containing medical herbs.

Weapon Description: the katana has a strange blue hue to it that when swung in darkness gives off a high pitch hum, almost a small scream.

Village: None (runaway from the Village hidden in the clouds)

Clan: Sarusen (known for nightmare juitsu's)

Character’s Rank: (unkown/none)

Kekkei Genkai (description):
Main Jutsu Type(s): Nightmare (Tsukunomi the jutsu that Itachi uses but not as strong)

Justu List: Medial herb summon and inchantments of sleep.

Jutsu Description: The Nightmare Jutsu makes the victim see their deepest fear, and it attacks them. (only works when asleep or very weak.)

Short History: After being told he was becoming a threat to the Village he ran away after trying to be 'reformed' into a more positive alignment. Now ventures about to find a courteous Village to take him in.

Anything Else: My first character here!

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Name: Yori Nataku
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Personality: Witty(often seen as a smart-ass because of such, cynical sometimes aswell) and all around friendly guy. Tends to take battles seriously only when things begin to look grim for him and/or his companions.
Clothes: (see below)
Appearance:
Weapon: Fenrir's Claw, and a kunai hidden up each sleeve.
Weapon Description: A long, curved dagger about 8 inches long. Though it bares no real threat on its own, when chakra is focused through the blade, the colour changes from shining steel to a jet black. While blackened, it seems to eat light around it and when hitting anything sentient it paralyzes it for a short time.
Village: Village Hidden in the Mist.
Clan: Nataku, a clan of little power and no true importance, yet a thirst for power that hardly ever ends well. Noted for streaks of bad luck.
Character’s Rank: Due to being a jinchuuriki, he is considered to be S ranked, though without the help of the demon, he is more along the lines of a C classed ninja.
Kekkei Genkai (description): None

Main Jutsu Type(s): Water

Jutsu List: Tornado of Water, Violent Water Wave, Water Clone, and others!
Jutsu Description:
Tornado of Water - Utilizes water to create a spinning water vortex around the user. The water acts as both a barrier and attack mechanism, the power of the vortex is enough to knock an opponent unconscious.
Violent Water Wave - Expels a strong jet of water at an opponent capable of cutting into stone.
Water Clone - Creates a generic clone of water.

Short History: A Jinchuuriki since he was inside his mothers womb, he grew up rather despised throughout the Hidden Mist Village. Though he truly didn't like the idea of fighting, he was trained to become the Hidden Mist's newest weapon under the Mizukage's orders. He has aspired to the rank of genin and was sent to take the Chunnin exams to solidify his position as a Mist ninja...with his own personal hopes of finding others that may not hate him as much.
Anything Else: The Jinchuuriki to the 6-tailed Monkey bijuu. Will show powers of the bijuu later if/when it comes to that point.

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Yori strolls into the exam room whistling a bit of a gig he remembered from his younger days with his pa. Upon getting inside, he get out of his memory and notices all the small groups of people now there. Able to pick out the other 2 Mist ninja's that were sent to "keep an eye" on him during the exam. They fondly called their duty "losing the lottery" every so often, but they mostly tried to keep as much distance as they could from him without violating their orders.
He continues his whistling, hoping to draw some minor attention to himself and seem like easy pickings for later in the tests. He walks up to a desk near the front of the room, to keep himself in full sight for as long as possible before sitting and stopping his whistling. He even goes as far as to seem relaxed in his seat, just waiting for the exam to begin.
Pulling out a small notebook, he begins to read some notes from it and take glances around the room. The notes are just minor descriptions of high profile targets he is supposed to observe while they fight to try and decipher a weakness in their style, and he begins to remember faces and who they remain around for later. Knowledge can mean the difference of life and death, that lesson he had etched into his memory and with good reason.

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