colours of the world
Art washes the soul of everyday life...
chapter 5
She soon as her pig was roasted she all 70 other people brought the pigs before the giant man, who proceeded to consume every last pig, no matter how badly cooked they were – he gave them the thumbs up.
Mechi stood, ringing a gong "it's over!" she yelled.
Sinea blinked at the giant man, how on earth was it physically possible to consume that much meat and not get full….she would never know. "He consumed a quantity larder then his own body, that's impossible…" kurapika commented, as he tried to work the sums out in his head… to no such luck.
Leorio patted them on the shoulders, "it's no use worrying about that" he stated also confused by the giant man.
"You passed everyone! You're too nice!" pouted Mechi, her hands on her hips. "Roast pork test! 70 quality for the next round" she yelled to the crowd around them.
It seem that everyone who brought back a pig passed, sinea gave a small smile happy – hopefully she wouldn't have to cook anymore.
"I'm warming you. Its won't be as east with me! I'm very cautious when it comes to taste!" Mechi called, dashing sinea thoughts of no more cooking.
She signed, shoulders dropping listening to the women speak. "Here my order…" she paused for effect.
"I want sushi!"
Sinea blinked, before perking up. Sushi. She glance around, noticing all the confused face. She hid a small smile, sushi was something she had a lot. Though she never made it herself…. She always ordered it, and enjoyed eating it.
"You all seem bothered, but even if you've never seen them. You can still make them." Mechi commented with a smirk, "I'll give you a hand, you over here! You'll be cooking here!"
She moved to a random station, eyeing over the equipment. Water, knifes, rice. Everything but fish. She wandered out of the building, thinking about how the old man made it when she order it. The old man was the owner of the sushi store, near her gallery he always explained and made the sushi there and then as she sat watching. So she understood the basics….But she was sure it was sea water fish not fresh water.
She paused looking about- no one. No one had followed her out all too busy figuring out how to make sushi, maybe she should have told gon and that lot….
Too late now.
She sat down in the roots of a tree, sketch book out and opening to the beginning of its pages. To where her supplies where placed.
It was one way to carry most of her gear around. She took out her watercolours and started the piece.
First, she started with the faint pencil outline drawing a school of blue-fined tuna, seaweed and sand. Before she started to paint.
-Meanwhile-
"Where's sinea?" asked kurapika looking around from their blue haired friend.
"She passed right?" killua commented with a frown, "even though she can't cook"
"I'm sure she will be fine!" gon yelled with a big grin.
"Bet she knows what it is and isn't telling us!" grumbled Leorio, glaring at the equipment in front of him.
"old man, she didn't know how to cook roast pork" killua dead pan turning away from Leorio as he started yelled at the boy for calling him an old man.
Leorio turned back towards the rice and start messing around hoping beyond hope that it would turn into sushi. Someone sniggered from his right. He turned spotting a ball man, looking at the ball of rice and trying not to laugh.
He knew… Leorio growled the veins in temple bugling.
"I have an idea…" kurapika whisper, not noticing Leorio's anger rising.
"Hun?"
"I read some books which spoke about them, you add white vinegar and dressing to the rice which you mix up with raw fish…"
"Fish!" Leorio all but yelled.
"Why don't you speak louder?! You moron!" kurapika shouted back, throwing a ladle at the man's head.
Everyone paused letting the information sink in before the race began.
The race for fish.
-back to sinea—
Sinea had finished her art piece by the time the race began, an underwater sea painting of a school of tuna, swimming in its depths. She used different tones of blue to bring out the light on the fishes scales.
She used her metamorphosis art, to bring a fish of her choice to life. Well into reality- she couldn't bring it back to life.
Dead fish in hand, she placed the watercolours back before closing the book. She would have to redraw the fish back into the painting, she headed back a small skip in her step.
On returning to the base, she discovered no one- the place was deserted par the two judges who were waiting patiently.
"Your standing in the way little kitty~" Hisoka purred from behind her.
She turned slightly cocking her head at the man, "your fish looks poisonous" she stated simply before turning always towards a station.
More people turned up, with a varying types of fish – all of which looked poisonous.
Sinea made note to not eat any of it. She moved slowly going over what the old man had said in the sushi bar.
The first few people had gone up to Mechi and all had failed, the judge not even touching the food. She watched as Leorio walked up, presenting his dish…
He also failed.
Menchi throwing the inedible food away. Behind him gon followed, also failing.
Sinea frowned slightly, this wasn't good – everyone was failing but still trying. Menchi seemed like a hard nut to crack.
"No!"
"What's that?!"
"Is this even edible?"
Menchi yelled over and over again, sinea took that moment to present her dish.
She walked up, and represented her dish. It looked like sushi, but she wasn't sure whether it would taste of sushi due to the fish being made from Nen.
Menchi raised an eyebrow at the food before using the chopsticks to take a bit. Menchi paused chewing, deep in thought. Sinea waiting head cocked as she waited nervously. The women swallowed.
"How…" Menchi mutter, before pounding on the stunned sinea. Menchi hands grabbed either shoulder it a rough grip (that would probably bruise). Sinea eyes widen, her body freezing not sure not what to do – she couldn't hit a judge could she? "How did you get saltwater fish in a land lock environment!" the women yelled.
"Erm..." sinea shuttered, unsure on how she would answer, tension lessening in her body.
"It's impossible! Unreasonable! How did you do it?! Tell me!" Menchi ranted, shaking her while the grip tighten.
"Erm..." sinea continued, her nen flaring as the grip started to hurt, "please can you let go?" she asked with a small smile.
Menchi blinked noticing the flare in her Nen, before letting go and stepping back. "Fine you pass! But after this you have to tell me!"
"…sure" she said softly, before walking back to the others.
She sat on the counter, eating her bits of leftover sushi, thinking over what had happened. "How did you know what sushi is?" asked kurapika.
"It's my favorite takeaway" she spoke, after finishing the last of it.
"And you didn't tell us?!" argued angry Leorio.
"I forget, by the time I remember, I was already ten minutes away from the building" she looked him dead in the eye, "plus you worked out that the missing part was fish"
"That's not the point!" he hissed.
Sinea cocked her head not understanding, "what's the point?"
"WHAT!" Everyone turned their heads towards the shouting. It was the bald ninja man, applicant 294, sinea noted spotting the sushi looking dish in font of Menchi. "ROLLED RICE SHAPED TO BE EATEN IN ONE BITE WITH A LAYER OF RAEFORD…..ALL OF THIS OVERED BY A FNE SLICE OF RRAW FISH MEAT! IT ISNT MORE COMPLACITED THAT THAT! AND YOU'RE TELLING ME THAT THERE ARE FREAT DIFFERENCE IN TASTE DEPENDING ON THE PERSON WHO MAKES IT!?"
He paused, before looking around. Sweat dripped down his head, "damn" he muttered realizing he had just told everyone the answer.
"ARE YOU KDDING ME!?" Menchi shirked. Sinea tuned out the yelled, turning to her book instead. Quite content on drawing for the rest of the phase.
She looked up as the gong ring, signalling the end of the challenge. "End of phase two only one pass!"
She blinked, ugh, not good she thought mildly closing her sketch book, not really listening to the rants of the picky women. Before she took the battery out of her phone.
"You got to get kidding me!" someone yelled, sinea could feel the tension in the air raising.
"I came here to be a blacklist hunter, yet I'm can't pass this damn cooking challenge by so called hunter!" the wrestler #255 yelled, breaking his cooking equipment in one swift punch.
"How come the only one to pass is a girl?!" someone else yelled, people turned towards her glaring.
Not good, she frowned slightly, considering the possibilities of what could occur. Most ending badly. "Bet she can't even fight! Only thing women are good for is cooking, that's how she passed"
Her head snapped towards the speaker, he looked like a typical thug. "What would you know?" she retorted.
The man snorted, "come on, you got no weapons! You're a girl, everyone knows men are stronger than women. Its commend fact"
She cocked her man towards him, staring unblinkingly at man with both eyes, hair having shifted. He shifted on his feet, unnerve by the stare. She jumped off the counter in one fluid movement, landing in front of the speaker. Not before picking up one of the kitchen knives, hiding it by her leg.
Those around them stepped back, making room of the pair as if sensing something about to go down. "Then you're an overconfident fool. You see no weapons so you believe there are no weapons. You presumes that I am weak due to my sex, even though you don't know me. You chose to pick a fight, with someone whom you don't know, don't know my strengths, weaknesses, My preferred style. You pick a fight without really seeing your opponent and people called me blind" she signed, moving the weight onto the balls of her feet. She continued, "Do you wish to fight? Would that prove to your narrow mind that you are not as powerful as you believe?"
"What!?" he growled, "I'm gonna give you a lesson to two!"
He swung towards her. She signed, dodging the swing and bring the knife up. "Lesson one, just because you see on weapons doesn't mean there isn't any"
He froze, the knife to his throat, she stepped back into her original position. "Lesson two," she spoke softly, eyes holding no remorse as everyone watched the man's humiliation, "anyways watch your opponent, even if it's not with your eyes"
She disappeared, before appearing behind him, and taking out his legs in a swift kick. He crumpled to the ground, landing face first. He scrambled trying to get to his feet.
"Lesson three, just because I'm a female doesn't mean I can cook, I am more likely to poison you then help your hunger"
Her eyes narrowed keeping him frozen on the ground, a flick of her wrist and the knife landed besides his head, his jumped whimpering under her glare, both eyes visible. "Lesson four, there are those stronger than you, just because we don't show off and murder all the time doesn't mean we aren't strong"
She crossed her arms over her chest, taking a step back of the trebling man. "That concludes our lesson, I hope you learn from it and that I have the same right to be a hunter as you." She paused before adding, "and I do believe that you will have to get a change of pants, you have a wet patch" she pointed before turning back towards the group. Those around her sniggered at the poor male.
"Still," the wrestler growled marching towards the sitting Menchi, "I came here not to become gourmet but a hunter!"
"Too bad.." Menchi commented, no sympathy in her voice what so ever.
"ARE YOU MOCKING ME?!" the wrestler yelled March turning into a race.
WACK!
The wrestler was sent flying downwards. The giant man being the cause, "you didn't have to interfere" Menchi commented glances at the giant.
"If I hadn't you would have killed him..." he signed, at Menchi stood juggling a set of knives.
Sinea zoned out, watching vaguely next to kurapika and Leorio who kept sneaking glances at her. "That one explanation! But does it justify such severity?!" a voice called from overhead.
She up looked like all the others around her, spotting the air ship above them. It seemed the hunter association exam community weren't too happy with the results.
THUD.
Dust came up in a cloud as something hit the deck, she blinked cocking her head watching the scene play out. It seemed the cause of the dust cloud, was the speaker, who was also the chairman of the association, who had just jumped out of the airship above them.
Someone patted her shoulder, she glanced towards Leorio. "Yes?" she asked
"Are you okay? I never seen you talk so much" he asked concern written across his face.
"I am fine, I dislike it when someone uses their gender as an excuse. Being male nor female with help you when you're starving" she stated simply, turning back towards the conversion between Menchi and the chairman.
"True, but you were quite scary, at one point I thought you were gonna kill him" Leorio nodded, also watching Menchi and the chairman.
"I wasn't. I, in general dislike fighting as I tend to lose control. As for killing, I will do it if the situation required it, but I will try and avoid it. It takes away the art of it." She concluded just as Menchi and the chairman concluded theirs.
"A boiled egg! President, could you give us a ride to this mountain?" she asked pointing to a mountain off in the distance.
to be continued...
long chapter i know XD