CE Subscription Office and Blimp [CE Fall 2015]
Oct 14, 2015 10:51:56 GMT -7
Post by Chuunin Examiner on Oct 14, 2015 10:51:56 GMT -7
CE Subscription Office and Blimp.
Just outside the city lays the park where the 'Chuunin Exams Organization' has made its home for this year's event. Tents to shelter the crowd have been erected all around the park, in food stalls the cooks shout of the delicious goods they are producing and entertainers of all sorts mingle through the crowd, all drawn to this place by the event along with the crowd. And crowded it is, in the mass of people it is even hard to raise your arms. Although security officers and police are patrolling everywhere small pickpockets, usually children, still run through the mass, leaving many baffled citizens penniless in the midst of the festival. Big screens flicker everywhere, both inside the tents and on many places outside as well. For now they only show commercials, but once the Chuunin Exams would start they would be employed to report the struggle for Chuuninship.
In the centre of the carnival terrain there is a small clearing where the crowd cheers to those who manage to get past the armed guards into the fenced off circle behind them. Armed guards, who would only allow those to pass them when those exhibited all the signs of being a Genin. They would look like quite intimidating in their black samurai armour that covered every part of their body, even including their face, which was hidden behind a steel black mask. They brandished their sword and shields in a most valiant fashion, though it was difficult to assess if they were actually proficient with the weapons or just holding them up.
Behind the guards there was a little sing up desk, consisting of an oakwood table that for some reason looked like it should be inside and a swivel chair that actually looked pretty much like the table in terms of the location it should be at. Behind the desk sat a woman in her thirties, flanked by two more guards. The differences between her and the two guards couldn't be greater, she wore a pink kimono, embroidered with a floral pattern, they wore plain black Tosei-gusoku armour. She had quite a pretty face and long cascading jet black hair, whilst the soldier's menpo's showed nothing but the same snarl and giant kabuto's covered the rest. She was armed with pen, paper and ink, they each donned a katana, wakizashi and naginata. But then again, their jobs were vastly different, she had to register every shinobi who intended to participate in the exams and the guards were there to prevent anyone from scaling the rope ladder until such matters had been handled.
Behind the woman dangled a rope ladder limply on the ground, rising stately into the air where high above the ground a zeppelin floated, carrying a huge luxury compartment on its stomach into which the rope ladder disappeared. Upon climbing the ladder and entering the zeppelin proper one would find him or herself inside a vast common area. A vast black slate stone floor carpeted the room, corked bottles hung from the ceiling in which green fireflies fluttered around aimlessly, illuminating the room in a most peculiar soft and yet romantic emerald light. Rosewood tables were spread around the room in a seemingly random pattern, surrounded by black leather chairs which would provide comfy seating for people to sit and converse as they would wait for the event to start. Large bay windows lined the walls at the front and sides of the vehicle, allowing a beautiful, yet slightly greenish, sight of the area around. In contrast the back wall was occupied with three doors. The one in the centre seemed locked and unusued. The two on the sides were used by three young waitresses, which seemed to have been selected for their jobs due to their nice ‘personality’.