Time was flying by too quickly for the girl to get a handle on and yet, not quickly enough for her to escape this nightmare that she regretted signing up for. She realized now that she was not ready to be a chuunin, thinking before it was just about strength and skill, yet this was only a test of intellect and charisma, at least so far. Giving speeches, explanations and ranking each other based on speeches and explanations and having to give a speech and explanation on why you ranked such person as such was not what the young brunette had originally envisioned in this nightmare where she was expecting the next time she stood up to give a speech to have her inexplicably in only her underwear like that horrifying public speaking nightmare everyone seems to experience at least once in their life. Thankfully, it didn't seem like it was going to happen, but that only meant that this truth was reality and there was no waking up to save herself from it.
Of course, ranking others for whatever reason meant praising someone, singling that person out in front of the whole class or, in this case, group, while having to put down two others which felt wrong on every level. At least, that's how she saw it and as everyone took their turns, leaving Sayomi to try to hurriedly gather her own thoughts on the matter, she noticed the expressions of people who were called out and could only imagine her own expression, face red as could be in shame and embarrassment, as she was called out and even patted on the head by strangers. It was certainly not a kind feeling, though the people who mentioned her were at least considerate enough to do so in a kind manner towards her. It helped to soften the blow, but only ever so slightly as she nibbled upon her lower lip and let her thoughts about whom to pick slip away.
Each time she was mentioned, the thoughts that she had gathered would slip away out of existence as she concentrated only on her own self pity and disgrace that she had put herself in, wondering what her parents would say or even the higher ranking Santaru members who would no doubt feel dishonor by having such a terrible excuse for a Santaru in their family. It was one thing for one who had no talent, but one who had mastered the bloodline, there was no excuse acceptable for such dishonor. And perhaps it was only made worse as time expired for her turn to speak, forgetting entirely that they were not called upon this time around and instead had to work up the courage to volunteer to speak herself, something which was inevitably doomed to fail without that forced push to speak up, at least on her own part.
It was being called out in front of the entire class that hurt the worst and by Kiri himself, nonetheless. It was obvious that Sayomi understood that she couldn't get special treatment in this case and he would likely do it with anyone else, but it still was a serious blow to the girl's already flailing confidence that was failing to tread above water as it was. Tears started to well up in her eyes, despite her best efforts to fight them and a few managed to trickle down her pale cheek, devoid of all color. She wanted to give up and just go home or to walk over to the corner away from everyone and be alone until this nightmare was over. Speaking in front of people wasn't nearly as bad as being called out for not and if she did leave, at least no one would see her face anymore.
There was a noticeable sniffle before the youth rubbed a few remaining tears from her eyes as she tried to be strong and build up an affirmation that she would, at the very least, make it through the rest of the exam and complete it, though it was already decided, in her mind, that success was not an option in an exam designed to test mental fortitude, intelligence, and strength. Intelligence, book intelligence, was not a problem for the young teen, but the other two were something she lacked. She was a powerhouse when it came to the elements, but little more otherwise.
The girl opened up her scroll and read it the best she could through her slightly blurred vision, recalling what else Kiri had said in his speech and nodded to herself trying to build up her courage, picking the pieces of and placing them together in disarray as if trying to assemble an internal jigsaw puzzle. The other branches were never something she really considered and she knew very little about her own branch in return. She knew Kiri was a Mednin and no one, to her knowledge, was a member of the ANBU so she certainly couldn't know how to reform that.
The teen thought to herself, jotting down notes as the minutes ticked by in their endless loop trying to progress to the next minute, hour, day, and hopefully the end of this exam entirely. The girl listened as others were called ahead of her by Kiri, assuming that he was being kind and hopefully allowing her more time to build up her mental strength or perhaps he just assumed the girl had given up entirely and forgot about her. The main branch. Others brought up good points on their own and perhaps if she said she'd use the Mednin Branch as an example, Kiri might be softer on her later on instead of dislike her. An idea hit her. One which would hopefully seem good enough to present when she got there, but even a hopeful confidence didn't prevent her from chewing upon her lower lip in a nervous fret.
And now, it was the moment of truth and her turn to hopefully shine as she was called up and stood up nervously, moving towards Kiri, leaving behind a paper in a moment of forgetfulness she had hoped to hide behind and instantly panicked the second she realized she had forgotten it, but it was too late to scramble back to get it now. She was not prepared to play the role of Raikage. She had never even seen the Raikage, for that matter. However, from the impressions left behind from the people who went before her, she tried to straighten up and not tremble, however dropped into a respectful bow out of pure instinct that she was raised with as manners were very important in her upbringing and something the girl tried her best to keep. "K-Kiri...." she stopped short of adding a nickname she had taken to calling him as of late and tried to clear her throat in a pseudo authoritative manner and regain composure best she could. "Sennin-sama..." she recovered unsure of how to address a sennin, especially not as a raikage.
"I'm...I'm Raikage Sayomi...and w-wanted to talk to you a-about reforming...the main branch. I w-was hoping to use the Medical B-Branch as an...example of t-this a b-build s-several i-individual branches w-within the Main...Branches d-dedicated to c-certain tasks with an o-own form of hierarchy together. T-Those who a-are to guard the border, s-specialized in m-missions and the like. I...I was h-hoping to ask you t-to compile a list of s-shinobi under your c-com....mand," the girl stopped, trying to desperately catch her breath. It was obvious she was overheating from embarrassment and looked like she would cry at any moment as her eyes were still red from the moments earlier. "So w-we can assess their s-strengths and weakness t-together and see where they'd b-be best suited for...Much l-like the med branch, w-we have h-hierarchies in field medics, surgeons, nurses...I'd l-like a system much like that, b-but also for minor medical nin...ninjutsu to be t-taught to all shinobi in t-this village s-so they can p-perform minor tasks to t-themselves in times w-when they are without a s-specialist..." she stopped and breathed deeply, only half wishing that she would collapse and not have to finish it, however it was on her feet that she remained.
She began to retreat, but a common sense of common courtesy stopped her near the halfway point and she turned back around and bowed again, this time deeper. "T-Thank you for your time...K-Kiri-sama...I l-look forward to your r-report and w-working on t-t-this project with you in...in the future..." she said, rising quickly to the point where blood rushed to it at an incredulous pace and brought nothing but pain with it. The young storm princess took her seat and immediately laid her arms on the desk and buried her head in them, wanting nothing more than the sweet release of death to take her now. That was a nightmare.
[wc: 1,489]
[twc: 3,175]
Of course, ranking others for whatever reason meant praising someone, singling that person out in front of the whole class or, in this case, group, while having to put down two others which felt wrong on every level. At least, that's how she saw it and as everyone took their turns, leaving Sayomi to try to hurriedly gather her own thoughts on the matter, she noticed the expressions of people who were called out and could only imagine her own expression, face red as could be in shame and embarrassment, as she was called out and even patted on the head by strangers. It was certainly not a kind feeling, though the people who mentioned her were at least considerate enough to do so in a kind manner towards her. It helped to soften the blow, but only ever so slightly as she nibbled upon her lower lip and let her thoughts about whom to pick slip away.
Each time she was mentioned, the thoughts that she had gathered would slip away out of existence as she concentrated only on her own self pity and disgrace that she had put herself in, wondering what her parents would say or even the higher ranking Santaru members who would no doubt feel dishonor by having such a terrible excuse for a Santaru in their family. It was one thing for one who had no talent, but one who had mastered the bloodline, there was no excuse acceptable for such dishonor. And perhaps it was only made worse as time expired for her turn to speak, forgetting entirely that they were not called upon this time around and instead had to work up the courage to volunteer to speak herself, something which was inevitably doomed to fail without that forced push to speak up, at least on her own part.
It was being called out in front of the entire class that hurt the worst and by Kiri himself, nonetheless. It was obvious that Sayomi understood that she couldn't get special treatment in this case and he would likely do it with anyone else, but it still was a serious blow to the girl's already flailing confidence that was failing to tread above water as it was. Tears started to well up in her eyes, despite her best efforts to fight them and a few managed to trickle down her pale cheek, devoid of all color. She wanted to give up and just go home or to walk over to the corner away from everyone and be alone until this nightmare was over. Speaking in front of people wasn't nearly as bad as being called out for not and if she did leave, at least no one would see her face anymore.
There was a noticeable sniffle before the youth rubbed a few remaining tears from her eyes as she tried to be strong and build up an affirmation that she would, at the very least, make it through the rest of the exam and complete it, though it was already decided, in her mind, that success was not an option in an exam designed to test mental fortitude, intelligence, and strength. Intelligence, book intelligence, was not a problem for the young teen, but the other two were something she lacked. She was a powerhouse when it came to the elements, but little more otherwise.
The girl opened up her scroll and read it the best she could through her slightly blurred vision, recalling what else Kiri had said in his speech and nodded to herself trying to build up her courage, picking the pieces of and placing them together in disarray as if trying to assemble an internal jigsaw puzzle. The other branches were never something she really considered and she knew very little about her own branch in return. She knew Kiri was a Mednin and no one, to her knowledge, was a member of the ANBU so she certainly couldn't know how to reform that.
The teen thought to herself, jotting down notes as the minutes ticked by in their endless loop trying to progress to the next minute, hour, day, and hopefully the end of this exam entirely. The girl listened as others were called ahead of her by Kiri, assuming that he was being kind and hopefully allowing her more time to build up her mental strength or perhaps he just assumed the girl had given up entirely and forgot about her. The main branch. Others brought up good points on their own and perhaps if she said she'd use the Mednin Branch as an example, Kiri might be softer on her later on instead of dislike her. An idea hit her. One which would hopefully seem good enough to present when she got there, but even a hopeful confidence didn't prevent her from chewing upon her lower lip in a nervous fret.
And now, it was the moment of truth and her turn to hopefully shine as she was called up and stood up nervously, moving towards Kiri, leaving behind a paper in a moment of forgetfulness she had hoped to hide behind and instantly panicked the second she realized she had forgotten it, but it was too late to scramble back to get it now. She was not prepared to play the role of Raikage. She had never even seen the Raikage, for that matter. However, from the impressions left behind from the people who went before her, she tried to straighten up and not tremble, however dropped into a respectful bow out of pure instinct that she was raised with as manners were very important in her upbringing and something the girl tried her best to keep. "K-Kiri...." she stopped short of adding a nickname she had taken to calling him as of late and tried to clear her throat in a pseudo authoritative manner and regain composure best she could. "Sennin-sama..." she recovered unsure of how to address a sennin, especially not as a raikage.
"I'm...I'm Raikage Sayomi...and w-wanted to talk to you a-about reforming...the main branch. I w-was hoping to use the Medical B-Branch as an...example of t-this a b-build s-several i-individual branches w-within the Main...Branches d-dedicated to c-certain tasks with an o-own form of hierarchy together. T-Those who a-are to guard the border, s-specialized in m-missions and the like. I...I was h-hoping to ask you t-to compile a list of s-shinobi under your c-com....mand," the girl stopped, trying to desperately catch her breath. It was obvious she was overheating from embarrassment and looked like she would cry at any moment as her eyes were still red from the moments earlier. "So w-we can assess their s-strengths and weakness t-together and see where they'd b-be best suited for...Much l-like the med branch, w-we have h-hierarchies in field medics, surgeons, nurses...I'd l-like a system much like that, b-but also for minor medical nin...ninjutsu to be t-taught to all shinobi in t-this village s-so they can p-perform minor tasks to t-themselves in times w-when they are without a s-specialist..." she stopped and breathed deeply, only half wishing that she would collapse and not have to finish it, however it was on her feet that she remained.
She began to retreat, but a common sense of common courtesy stopped her near the halfway point and she turned back around and bowed again, this time deeper. "T-Thank you for your time...K-Kiri-sama...I l-look forward to your r-report and w-working on t-t-this project with you in...in the future..." she said, rising quickly to the point where blood rushed to it at an incredulous pace and brought nothing but pain with it. The young storm princess took her seat and immediately laid her arms on the desk and buried her head in them, wanting nothing more than the sweet release of death to take her now. That was a nightmare.
[wc: 1,489]
[twc: 3,175]
Kiri could see a mixture of expressions from the group. Some were definitely up for the task. Yet, there were also some who saw it tiring. Some also saw it as mundane and was not too gracious enough to hide it. Not to mention that there were those who simply chose to ramble on randomly for show. Kiri couldn’t care less about those, as he was more appreciative of those that cared to do it properly… well, he couldn’t care for now, at the very least. Had this been a class under him, he’ll had long thrown them out the window. It meant that certain people had certain aptitude that was worthy of Chuunin or even higher rank. Call it the slow weeding out of the capable, but Kiri was and will always be strict to ensure that the up and coming candidates would be those that Kumogakure deserved.
