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Hisaki stared out the window; it looked like Yuki had attempted his Mind Transfer Technique. Hisaki hadn't seen too much of the technique since the ramen mission where they were confronted by Team Kaju. Although Hisaki would never learn the secret of the technique, Hisaki still wanted to know the details of the Yamanaka Clan technique. He supposed it was sort of like his own techniques; where Yuki's technique came from a long kept secret of the Yamanaka Clan, Hisaki's techniques spawned from Hell... Literally. Hisaki gazed out the window listlessly, his mind wandering back to that night just before the exams, where he transcended life and entered the realm of the damned.

((I has returned guys and gals ^_^))
Notwen and Kaala had been sitting on the window sill looking at the battle for a while. It seemed that Yua had been hit by one of Yuki's clan techniques, but with all the foliage in the way it was hard to confirm anything. Behind the duo, Jin and Fuyu had a short conversation which ended with Fuyu leaving the room. At about the same time, Hisaki entered the room and began making the preparations for more food to be laid out, then walked over to the large window to watch the fight as well. The disguised Uchiha closed his eyes and visited his inner world. There were a few things he needed to learn before his fight.

Thinking better of it, Notwen reopened his eyes. Talking to Drow would have to wait because things were becoming pretty boring pretty fast. The battle below had come to a stand-still because all movement from both parties had ceased. Behind him, waiters began setting up the tables with fresh steaming food and drinks. Notwen, who still looked like Kaala, tapped Kaala, who still looked like him, on the shoulder.
"This is getting dull, Kaala. I guess it was too early to put our plan into action. At least we lost her for now."
"Agreed, but she's bound to come back here eventually." A white cloud surrounded the duo. When it cleared, it seemed as if the two had switched places.
Notwen got up, stretching his arms above his head while arching his back, smiling as he felt the small air bubbles in his spine escape to make subtle popping sounds only he could hear. While doing so, he ended up facing Hisaki, who seemed pretty bored himself, and Jin who was just standing around. Notwen straightened himself and turned to the two.
"Okay, it's are pretty boring right now, so let liven things up. Jin, Hisaki, how about a four-way sparring match with me and Kaala?" he said, an air of fun in his eyes.

"...don't endanger the country with your actions..." Hatsuma stated simply as she hopped out of bed. Hatsuma knew that wars were started from things as simple as a country harboring a skilled shinobi that other countries wanted. Oasis seemed to have some rather latent skills and abilities that Hatsuma had only felt and not seen. If her suspicions were right Oasis would have a trial before her as well as Hatsuma's own accompanied trial. "Let's go collect my things then..." Hatsuma said calmly her thoughts returning to the matter at hand and that was dealing with the promise owed to them. Hatsuma left the room not waiting for Oasis to follow after and instead went straight to the receptionist behind her desk.
"I've come to collect my things, Kidomaru Hatsuma, room 13..." She stated bluntly giving necessary information which in turn sent the receptionist gliding in her chair to a wall of drawers behind her which in turn she began to rummage through them swiftly. finding the neatly prepared gear she rolled back to the desk once more.
"Ah here we go, right on time Miss Kidomaru your things just got finished with their cleaning." The receptionist chimed merrily handing the things over to Hatsuma who proceeded to look the articles over for a moment before giving a thankful bow to the woman and signing herself out of the hospital. Hatsuma found a room to dress herself in and returned the gown to the desk and then waited for Oasis in front of the hospital.

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Erkamina looked shocked as she heard Yua's voice ring out from the center of the arena, stating that she was giving up. "What?" She said suddenly, and very loudly, getting up to her feet to see Yua's hand above her head but something was... Off about her. Even an inexperienced genin like Erkamina could 'feel' it. "Mist nin never give up..." She said with conviction at Yua's form in vain, not knowing her body was not really her own. She sighed heavily and looked at the Proctor as he approached the surrendering genin. "Damn, he's buying it. Yua, snap out of it..." She yelled the last part as loud as her voice would go. It seemed to echo somewhat off the walls of the arena, her own ears twitching as the bounce-effect took place. She growled heavily, she was even more determined to make it passed this round to make Mist look better at the very least.

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Hisaki shrugged, "Hey, maybe if we're lucky, two of us will be in the next match. It'll be like sparring, except in the ring, right?" Hisaki pulled off his hat and scratched his head, and said, "I'm glad Yuki won, but I sorta wish I had time to bet on him and stuff... And speaking of... I really oughta' backslap him. He shoulda played up that entire scene way, way more. He coulda' been like," Hisaki's voice moved up a few octaves to an obvious falsetto as he half-yelled, "Oh my gods! Make it stop! His genjutsu is so~ strong and is way~ out of my league! Oh proctor, remove me from this battle, if not, I may die." Hisaki snickered, "Well, at least that's what I would do. Play it up so much that it makes me look like a Genjutsu pro or something, if only to the non-ninja audience." Hisaki figured that he might get a weird look or two, and continued, "I'm a crowd pleaser, what can I say?"

Hisaki jumped backwards into one of the dining room seats, and leaned back onto two legs, "Lemme think, who's left in all these battles anyways. Me, Notwen, Jin," Hisaki rattled off on his fingers, "Oasis, Lilith... Aya..." Hisaki jumped up from his chair, "Crap! I never invited Aya!" Hisaki straightened up, and made a light clap. Seemingly from nowhere, a butler arrived offering his duties. Hisaki ordered, "Listen, there's a guest I mean't to invite but didn't. Please send out someone in search of a Aya Hyuuga, and have them invite her to the party. Make sure they're quiet about it, and that they choose their wording specifically. I do NOT want a repeat of earlier."

As soon as the proctor came over and announced Yuki the winner, he released Yua from his Genjutsu and was immediately escorted to the Medical Nin. They checked all the necessary things, and were quite confused as to why he had just collapsed out on the arena. They must be too busy to actually see the fight to know what I actually pulled off. Yuki thought as they continued to poke and prod him with tests, before releasing him a few moments later.

As the Fire Country Genin was heading towards the room Hisaki rented, he witnessed his friend dash past him in an excited fury. "Hisa-...Forget it." He said, noticing that his shout was not heard, and he was not recognized by his friend. "Well, he must be over-excited, like a young child. After all, his opponent is Notwen, who he had a small arguement with in the Second Trial. It makes sense."

The Yamanaka made it to the party room, but was stopped by a butler who asked him to prove who he was. After the butler made a 'grave mistake' as Yuki had worded, he was let back in, so that he may watch the rest of the fights from the big windows. There was only two people in the room, which surprised The Bishop, since it was packed earlier, while there were a bunch of staff members running around, putting the final touches on things. "I see Hisaki straightened you guys out." He called out, receiving a glare from many of them, before advancing to the windows.

Hisaki was shouting towards the crowd, pumping up his spectators. "Hisaki sure loves his theatrics." Yuki groaned out of annoyance, "I'm gonna have to knock him out of that stupor." Now that he was done his first round, his worries of who he had to face had lifted, but was now replaced with the weight of his opponent in the second round. First round was Jin versus Fuyu. The memory of their fight had resurfaced, remembering that Jin won with his prowess with his spear. Jin's skill with a spear and his lightning-like chakra would fry me if I were to face off against him at all. Then the second match was Sora versus Hatsuma. He recalled the moment where Hatsuma was incapacitated by the sticky goo from the bugs Sora puked up. Sora is also above me in every which way. Facing him as an opponent would result in failure as well. The third match was myself against Yua, which I barely had won. Now we're onto the fourth match, Hisaki versus Notwen... Yuki had faith in his teammate, but at the same time, he knew both combatants were nearly on the same level. He would study Notwen's strategy, like everyone else, for if any of these people don't pass, they were sure to come back again. The second time the Yamanaka would come to the exams, he will become a Chuunin.

Wasting no time Hatsuma left and began making her way towards the location she had memorized before her match had began. The crowded street was considerably less dense then before as it only had a few people wandering about the concession stands for snacks to watch the fights. Within a few moments she was at the doorway to the room they were to enter, stopping at the sight of a person who seemed to be some sort of guard she looked at him lazily. "I'm Kidomaru Hatsuma, this room was reserved by a Hisaki, I'm one of his guests..." she stated bluntly before the man stepped aside allowing her to enter the room. once inside she glanced around at the others within and began to wonder what exactly his plans were when he invited them... it's not like they were friends after all. She'd discuss more thoroughly when he returned from his match with who she assumed was supposed to be a member of sand country, someone she had never seen before nor cared to see, from what she saw his techniques were pointlessly elaborate for someone of his skill level. She quickly took a seat not bothering to speak to any who happened to be in the room until Oasis arrived, she was a better casual communicator anyways.