[thread] Orientation [open to: Sachiko, Konohako, Moegi, Tentsuke]
Sachiko couldn't help but feel acutely embarrassed as she leaned against one of the front row desks. Seventeen years old and still a genin. Not that she hadn't shot herself well and good in the foot for several years running, but... it was still embarrassing. Sakurai had made special jounin, Naruko was a chuunin but arguably jounin-level, and Sachiko herself... Yeah. But, Tsurude seemed to think that not only could she pass the next chuunin exam Konoha held, but actually make rank. Unfortunately, in order to participate in the chuunin exam, one needed to be part of a three-man team.
It would be nice to make rank. Better pay, for one. She hated that she had to live off of savings for everything her D-ranks didn't cover. Which was most of the important things like rent and food. She doubted any other genin realized just how much their pay was gouged because of the services the village offered at no charge. Most notably, medical services. 'Free' for all shinobi at the cost of a rather high percentage taken out of mission pay. She assumed the percentage was different for each rank, which would only make sense. And, well, the larger majority of genin usually had a family to fall back on. Not everyone went it alone like she and Naruko.
She shook her head, refusing to get melancholy. She was still irritated by the scene she'd caused in Kakami's apartment some weeks back. The only saving grace was that it hadn't been public.
Sighing, she unfolded her arms to brace her hands against the desktop. Her eyes traveled about the room, remember her own time in this place as a student, and more recently as a mentor. That, probably, would be put on backburner now that she was on a genin team again. She wondered who her sensei would be. It would actually be nice to have Kakami again, but Sachiko's gut thought otherwise.
Bloody hell, did this mean she had to go through that damned bell-test again? Gods.
Her attention snapped to the door when she heard footsteps approaching, and she waited to see who she would be working with for the next six or so months.