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((Don't enter yet Mizu, the exams happen one at a time.))

LT sighed as he sipped the last form his coffee and got up from his chair in the Mizukages office. He left that room and headed toward the exam room with Luo and Varro inside. He passed Mizu in the hall way and wanted to ask why the kid didnt like him so much but he thought better of it and continued on into the exam room. LT got to see the last part of Varro's performance and walked around the edge of the room along the wall to his seat at the grading table. LT sat down and nodded to Varro when the boy completed his fight.

LT pulled a travel mug of coffee from his back pack along with two travel tin cups. He then placed one in front of Luo and filled it before doing the same for himself. When the boys score was announced LT bowed his head little in a wince. He did it so slightly that it would take a master of attention to detail in-order to notice his wince. The wince in pain was also like a shock, how would Varro get an 80, did I not teach him the right jutsu? Did i not train them hard enough? Am i a good enough teacher? What if the rest of my students dont get better than that, what would that say about me as a master... I have failed them. LT shrugged his thoughts away, he was too tired and exhausted that he wasnt thinking straight. He had a job to do, so LT making sure he wasnt noticed during his moment, shuffled the papers in front of him. He pulled the binder from across the desk that was titled "Squads" and he flipped open and flipped pass page one, two, and his squad three. He flipped to an open page and pulled it out, finding a fine tip ink brush or pen (He was too tired to tell) he wrote down a possibility then quickly drew a line through it. "Congratulations genin, if there is not anything else, go home and get some rest." None the less, Tares was proud to have Varro join the ranks of the mist.

Sai came walking up to the tower of the kage. the small young boy looked even more frail then usual since he wore only a pair of shorts. his thin form took a seat in a waiting room outside the Mizukages office. the boy's ribs were clearly visible but not because he was malnourished. he ate till he was full every meal but his body never seemed to grow and he always was quiet weak looking. despite these physical setback inside his mind was the a quick and sharp boy looking to be a ninja. he had always had a good mind and his parents had hinted to him very often he had other gifts as well. perhaps they were talking about his skills with the puppets but he felt they were talking about something else... His main goal was clear in his mind. He was here to get the Kage to admit him to the academy. if that were happen perhaps then he could achieve his goal as an inventor and as puppeteer.

Varro pushed open the door just as Mizu knocked, he looked at the boy a moment. He had the genin headband on, which meant he passed, yet the expression he wore was far from excited about it.

"Good luck Mizu," He said before walking past him and down the hall to the main reception area. Varro noticed the frail looking Sai sitting in a chair awaiting something. He only studied him a moment, wondering exactly how he would compensate for the lack of body mass as a shinobi. Though he had read tales of similar cases finding ways through genjutsu and even as puppet masters.

"If you are waiting on the Mizukage, he will be busy for a time with genin exams," He stated to Sai, before moving over to the mission board to look over what was needed from the people. It may have been suggested that he find time to sleep, but that was not at all advice he was going to follow at this time.

Sai waited with paitience. this was one of the few time he had come out into public without his knives and he had to admit he felt a little insecure. still only in shorts he did not feel self conscious about his looks and this was necessary. without most of those cloths it proved that he was not carrying weapons and that he was not hiding anything from this man. reaching up the boy scratched part of his huge and visible burn scar of the right half of his chest. it was not something he was embarrassed about and the scar had a funny story. it would mark the first and last time he would screw up explosives. tilting his head back he looked up at the blank white ceiling and a few lights. he bounced his leg up and down a little bit before looking down. to his discovery he found the secretary staring at him. he ignored the woman and looked away. putting his hands together in a fashion his mother taught him he brought his mind to focus. he swept away what was before his eyes and visualized his puppet. holding his hands out he went through the motions of guiding and controlling the puppet. to others watching it would look like he was imagining playing the piano. now doubt a few would think him mad and the sage of the six paths only knew what the secretary would think. He did not carry what these people in here thought though. the only person at this point that needed to be pleased to achieve his goals was the kage. aside from that no one else in the building really mattered. then the wheels in his head began to move. the secretary could have him removed or just bar him from seeing the kage. with that in mind Saisashi stopped his mental practice and dropped his hands. The he scratched his head a little and leaned back in the chair were he was seated. no doubt he already looked odd. his only chance was to not make that worse. So Sai stuck to something simple and, as far as anyone else could tell, not crazy. In his mind he worked out making inventions.