Genin Exam. (P, Hado as Proctor/Instructor.)

Although the young girl couldn't seem to get to sleep for any form of long period of time Kireina hadn't felt any better about herself in for what has seemed like years, learning her first two Ninjutsu Techniques along with a promising chance to becoming a Genin of Hoshigakure no Sato. Not only did the Akimichi desire to become part of the Militia belonging to Hoshigakure, she wished to do a damn fine job at it doing whatever terms necessary in order to stand out. Sure, she may had not of been exactly the ideal candidate one merely expects to dive straight into the psychologically downfall of war its very self... But, no matter what any particular individual desired to speak down upon Kireina couldn't phase the child incapable of processing the pathetic dumbed down excuses one classified as an insult at such age. With determination as her keystone to someday visit her family once again the Akimichi couldn't hesitate to stand out, thus resulting in her spending her last few day's mastering the two Academy Techniques taught to the class within the pamphlet given. "Screw preparing for the day as usual, if I seriously want to prove how committed I am to becoming a Genin... Then it's time to get a little gross, a pork chop or two wouldn't take too long..." Contemplated the hungry Akimichi, preparing a meal before heading out to the Hoshigakure Training Ground.

Every calorie being converted into Chakra rushed through Kireina whom began to develop a more thorough understanding of Chakra the past week, beginning to be aware of it's coexistence which consistently ran through the vein's of the Akimichi. Whether it was particularly her Clan's Calorie Control or simply the Chakra within the girl's reserves Kireina felt as if she were capable of taking on the world, finding her mindset in a more calmer, relaxed state seeing she was in-tune with her Spiritual Energy. Not noting any differences within her physical strength or complexion, she agreed at that point her assumption was more than the obvious as she was already critically trained in discipline when it came to anatomy. What could be more of an indication than an Akimichi whose capable of maintaining a steady weight? It was clear to Kireina that there wasn't anything else to hold her back from the tempting desire, to become a Genin is all the young girl has ever contemplated ever since the age of six. Before the little girl realized how far she had wondered the Academy Training Ground door's stoof before her, nudging the left open with her knee as any other ritualistic day. Registering for the Genin Exam the Akimichi nervously handed in her paperwork, directed to a private waiting room to prepare before an instructor would call on her behalf. A sigh emitted from Kireina, closing her eye's in order to keep her state of awareness in tact to reassess the situation, exhaling with a grin on her face realizing the worst that could happen is being failed by the proctor.

(LMAO its like you are being possessive of me and want to be my first... genin exam taker? :P)

At the tender age of 57, Goya Satsuki was coming to the startling realization that life everywhere was just about the same. Sadly, this epiphany was only coming after a costly migration to Haven Country, more specifically to the town of Hoshigakure, in search of a new life, after a long, boring career as an Academy trainer in a minor village. Sadly, it seemed he was destined to an equally uneventful career here, though the local hostility to ninjas did make things a little more interesting. That being said, he had reminisced enough.

He sent out the previous applicant, a poor sap who had been pushed by pushier parents into a Genin Exam on his 6th birthday, barely a student, much less a ninja. Hopefully the few kind words he had time for, to give the little girl, would slightly counterbalance the verbal scolding that was likely to ensue. Sometimes, being in an elite clan was a curse. With power came great responsibility, and after that, high expectations, and a certain lack of tolerance for other qualities, sadly. He hoped this would not be a growing trend, it would make things harder for everyone unnecessarily.

As the room emptied itself of one occupant, he perused the schedule, delivered only at the beginning of his shift. an Akimichi huh. "Alright, do we have a Kiriena Akimichi in the house?" he called out loudly, clearly audible in the waiting rooms adjoining.

If the person in question did not show, he would call out "Going once... Going twice..."

If the person in person, likely a girl, did show, he would say "Very well, I'd like to see the Art of Transformation, and the Clone technique please." An odd mix of formal and casual perhaps but he didn't really notice.

(soooo 800 words of demonstrating the Art of Transformation and the Clone technique ^_^ )

An old man's voice emitted from the other side of the white-oak door standing between him and Kireina, a child with the look of mere disappointment across their face. Anxiety struck the Akimichi once again beginning to panic, contemplating whether or not she'll be capable of passing the Genin's. As the elderly man's voice called out the name of the little girl, she took in a deep breath, contemplating to herself momentarily. "Damnit Kireina, you can't allow fear to control you especially after all the tedious training you've done up until this point. Instead of daddling like a coward, hurry up and prove to Hoshigakure you're ready to become their new Genin!" Confidence striving almost to the point of arrogance, the Akimichi hyped herself up to the extent mandatory in order to take her first few steps through the door of the Instructor's office. After introduction's and elaborations on behalf of personal identification to prove whom the Akimichi was, Kireina was given the mandatory expected trial in order to prove she me the prerequisites in order to graduate from the Academy as a full-fledged Genin. She felt more than confident spending the last five previous practicing her ability within the two technique's, agreeing to his order's as she moved to a safe distance to perform her newly learned Ninjutsu.

Another grin emerged from the small child's lips, staring with intent directly into her proctors eye's, preparing to start the arrangements of the first technique. "Alright," murmured the Akimichi, continuing with her explanation of her current technique. "The first Technique i'd like to perform is the Clone Technique." Finished Kireina, silently leaving the instructor awaiting her move as her eye's elegantly shut together. Her body's Chakra flickered similar to an igniting flame, vertical and diagonal streams of energy rapidly forming around the child's body. The Akimichi's hands slammed together, forming the Ram and Boar seal while finishing molding her Chakra off with the Tiger Seal, a massive cloud of smoke submerging half the room's vicinity. Once the smoke quickly dissipated to a point of vision being possible, Kireina clearly took the Clone Technique to her furthest ability possible. Two clone's stood behind the student, repeating every movement the original did. For a short period of time before their figures began to warp from lack of Chakra, the Akimichi used her inner conscious to manipulate two of the Clone's to maneuver two offensive tactic's following Kireina's lead repeating her as their physical forms couldn't necessarily cause one another harm or any other individual. In mere moments, both of the Clone's had dissipated into thin air in order to reserve the rest of Kireina's Chakra for the next step of the Exam.  A gasp of air expelled from the girl's mouth, wiping it lightly with her sleeve glimpsing up toward's the Instructor. A smile peaked ear to ear, letting out a minor giggle before cracking her back while emitting a quick yawn at that. She had hoped her over the top Technique proved her ability to manipulate Ninjutsu.

"Alright!" Screeched Kireina, completely fired up losing all sense of awkwardness or shy behavior. "The final Technique I'll be performing today is the Transformation Technique. As there's nothing much for me to transform into in this office, allow me to demonstrate by molding my Chakra into a copy of you sir!" Laughed the Akimichi, clasping her hands together performing another three handseals this time first the Dog seal being created, while both Boar and Ram completed the physical to spiritual connection forming the Ninjutsu desired. Focusing her mind, Kireina managed to manipulate her anatomy to imitate a near perfect appearance of the elderly man which stood before her. The girl's keen eyesight mimicked even the fine stitching within the sewing of the old man's clothing, making a mental image of everything that she had put together in order to finalize her technique. A lot like previously, an instant cloud of smoke submerged the student which stood before the Instructor mere second's ago before the shadow of a larger entity emerged from the hazy residual smoke left over. Staring eye to eye with the Instructor, the Akimichi prayed that her distinctive detail was enough to impress him. From every fine wrinkle within the girl's Chakra embedded flesh down to the minute amounts of haziness within the elders eye's, Kireina had hoped that she had copied the man to an almost mere mirror-like figure which he hadn't seen commonly before. After moment's passed of the man analyzing the academy student's technique he had given her the sign to disperse her Chakra, cancelling the technique. Following the man's orders a blue aura sparked from the little girl's body, still radiating massive amounts of Chakra from her reserves as expected from an Akimichi. She stood in awe glaring up at the instructor, awaiting for his final analysis report on her Exam.

813/800WC.
-15 SP = x2 Clone Technique. / x1 Transformation Technique.

(there we go! now I see dem edits XD)

Goya Satsuki waved dismissively. Ehh, not horrible, but not stellar either. Legend told of a genin exam attendee who dared to imitate the legendary Carl Douglas, and this was not quite comparable, though the verbage almost made this session worthwhile.

"Very well."

"You pass."

He unwrapped a brand spanking new Hoshigakure ninja headband of its plastic packaging, and pitched it in a gentle arc towards the newly minted genin, mostly because he was too old to throw it harder.

"Next!" His voice carried through the nearby halls, accompanying the genin on the way out.