Waltz Of A Dying Dragon

4

" Mind telling me a little bit more about yourself? "

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Applicants of the hunter exam gather around as they all pushed through each other. They were all in a hurry to get inside, all in a hurry to see what the next phase has in store for them. Some fell to the ground, other seemed to fight before they fully got inside the building. Push, pull, yank, grab, everyone was doing it. Nothing seemed to be happening in an orderly fashion. Eventually they all managed to get inside without the extra collateral damage. Those who were on the floor were fine, as the scrapes were minor.

Nothing serious. For now that is.

A hum comes from (Y/n) as she surveyed the area. Her group was one of the first people to enter the newest testing site so there was no need to worry about whatever happened behind them. The archer minded her own business, of course, as it really wasn't her own problem that there was a ruckus behind her. Softly humming, she kept her focus on the sight in front of her.

Ah...what?

There were counters nearby each other and beside those tabletops were large firepits. On top of those white counters were cups of large wooden spoons, spatulas, knives. There looked to be drawers below the white top. (Y/n)'s mind buzzed as she tried to figure out what was going on. She stood there, letting herself think, keeping her focus on her thoughts and her thoughts alone. What would be needed for a tabletop, a fire pit, and some kitchen utensils. The archer's eyes widen for a moment as she realized what was going on. That something made her stomach twist and turn with anxiety.

Cooking. This phase was going to be cooking. Or it must be a test that was going to challenge their ability to follow orders. Perhaps a cooking show was going to happen and the applicants had to follow the chef's instructions!

Oh but that..would be quite easy, really. Even a regular civilian could probably follow orders quickly.

A frown appears on the (h/c) haired girl as she looked to her friends, finding that they were already ahead of her. She overstayed her welcome in her mind. She should really focus back to reality. (Y/n) knew she can't over complicate things again. The girl clearly was aware that she was overthinking it, but she can't help such a bad habit because it happens so often that it's accept as a norm.

Well to her only, basically.

Sighing, (Y/n) runs up to her friends and follows them. There was an empty spot beside Kurapika and Gon. Leorio was to the left of the blond while Killua leaned against a counter that to the right of Gon. The archer places her hands on top of the white surface that the kitchen counter had. Her fingers lightly tapped the hard marble that laid over the wooden drawers. (E/c) eyes look to the different tools that'll help with cooking.

She's...not too familiar with these things, as she was mostly the one in her family to go along with the other hunters and hunt food. Cooking..was certainly not one of her stronger suits. A sigh comes form (Y/n) as she leans forward, dipping her body low as she stared at the examiners ahead of them. There was a curious woman, whose hair was more of a teal color. Her smaller form couldn't match her partner's, which could easily tower over her. The one beside that female was round, but that isn't said in an insulting way. He was..chunky. Yeah..that's the word. This male was easily over 5'6, perhaps even taller than 6 feet. He sat on his bottom while his companion stood on her feet.

With a loud booming voice coming from the woman, she introduced themselves as Menchi and Buhara. Menchi was the one that stood tall and proud. Buhara was the one who sat down and looked at everyone with a light smile on his face. He had his hands over his stomach as he let the female say what she wanted to say.