The time had come. The students were ready for their exam and she was ready for their arrival any minute. The letters had been sent out in an organized fashion. Each letter had been written on a light sheet of parchment, sealed with a special jutsu that once opened, after 5 minutes, would burn to ashes. The envelope was a completely blank, aside from the name that had been written to the intended party. She had personally delivered the letters to assure they would go to the right person, and not be pilfered by someone more curious than their own good. She could personally say she was excited to see what this group would bring, because she had heard of much potential. Kimi, the winner of the student tournament, and Chi the girl who had given her one hell of a fight. Sabaku, whom Megami believed had much untapped potential, a student she wanted to see go far, and be a mentor to if possible. Kei was the one she hadn't heard much of specifically, but that did not mean he still couldn't surprise her. The students were given in their letters a simple address, specifying that they were to arrive at the Cage of Rubies at 6pm, where a guard would escort them to the formal ballroom. None were aware of who else would be attending, unless they had divulged such a thing to each other prior to their arrival. They were to come dressed in casual clothing, but were told to bring a set of luggage containing outfits ranging from formal and casual, to sleeping and black out. They were not instructed as to why this would be necessary, but they would all soon find out. Upon entrance, the letter also explained the instructions they were supposed to follow. Introduce yourself by giving your first name and which division you were aiming to be apart of in the branch. No signature was attached to the letter, but those that signed up would be aware of it's intention.It had spent several days prior for the preparation needed for this sort of exam to be prepared. After commandeering a large wing of the Cage of Rubies for the use of the exam, she had prepared several rooms, set up to accomplished the overall execution of what she had in store for the students. This exam was certainly going to be a challenge, and she wanted to see how well they had picked up on skills she had learned from their classes. She herself had arrived early, to finish up some final preparations. She was dressed in sort of casual clothes, as she would be a simple observer in the long run of this, and there wasn't much need for her to be visible. She wore a simple black tank top, black leather gloves, and some black cargo pants to match. Around her neck was a necklace she wore, that took the form of a diamond studded lightning bolt. Not much stood out about her in particular other than the all black attire. To assist her with this exam, she had called in one other Guardian to play the role of a butler. The Guardian of Shadows would be playing a butler to the esteemed guest that the students were all about to meet.
She stood in the middle of the grand ballroom, in front of a grand stairwell they led to an upper level of rooms. The room was an eggshell white, illuminated by nothing but dim lit chandeliers that consisted of so many that it filled the room with a warm yellow glow. On the walls were several gorgeous paintings depicting rumored myths and legendary battles. Columns circled the lower foundation of the room, each with unique carvings and decorum that reflected just how much wealth and detail had been put into this particular building alone. As she looked around the room, she was about to confer with several of the staff members that worked in the Cage of Rubies that she was paying to assist with this event. "Sector A, is the upper floor ready?" A pause over the private frequency before she received a quick positive reply. "Sector B, is the kitchen prepped and chefs standing by?" Another positive radio in came back. "Is the dining hall ready?" She would radio this to Shadow. As an acting butler, he would take his name to play the role he was assigned, so as not to go by a Guardian title, nor by his own name. However, she left the name itself up to his discretion. As she waited for him to radio back, she checked the clock and noticed that it was 5:45. The students would arrive soon. She believed that Shadow would do his job to the best of his ability, which meant they would all be ready. "We're ready for them. Open the doors." Now it was just a matter of waiting for them to arrive.
WC: 812
Kei went over the contents of the letter one more time in his mind, thankful for his good memory as the letter itself had burned to ash shortly after he finished reading it. He wasn't sure what to think about this whole thing. For one, the luggage requirement seemed... strange but it wasn't anything Kei didn't have in his wardrobe so he wasn't particularly worried about that. The other thing was the location, he recognized the address as being the Cage of Rubies. He wasn't sure what he was expecting but it certainly wasn't meeting there. Maybe something more along the lines of wilderness survival or the like. When it came down to it, though, he just hadn't expected the exam to be so soon. Once again, he wondered what he had gotten himself into. He wasn't even sure if he was cut out for ANBU, let alone Guardian. Still...
As the time drew closer she knew she had to stop training and get ready. She stood in the bathroom staring at the mirror into her own eyes as attached a special bow to her headband. This bow was something she concocted since she didn't walk around with pockets, this bow was made out of five uncharged explosive notes which were easily detached from the bow to be used. The color on the side that shows from each of them makes it so no one else knows what she had on her head. Instead of taking off the suit that she normally wore, she placed casual clothes over it. She knew she had to arrive in casual wear but her outfit more than covered the suit (except for the legs under the dress). It had been so long since she wore a dress.
If Kimi had been thinking about it from a typical female point of view, she would have gotten herself dressed before doing her hair. Not being a typical female, however, that thought hadn't even crossed her mind. As such, it wasn't until her hair was at it's perfection - a combed, mostly straight, tamed mess - that she would begin to sort out her outfit. After much deliberation (which is to say, five minutes of thought) she pulled on her plain black shirt. It was a typical shirt for her to wear, all black in color, and fairly boring in design. It had a simple neckline, not a high one, though not low-cut, the shirt reached not quite half way up her neck. It was long-sleeved, though the material was light, so it wouldn't cause her to be too warm. Partnered with her shirt, she wore simple black pants. They were fairly loose, a direct contrast to her tightly formed top. Why they were loose was simple. With every step, Kimi would make an unnoticed by normal hearing, yet very obvious to her, swishing sound. That sound would provide a clear vision for her, while not revealing herself to others. Atop her head, she placed a plain black beret, completing her outfit. Finding herself fully prepared for the day, at least as far as her outfit was concerned, she collected her things. A press of a button informed her that, were she to leave now, she would be far too early to arrive. So, she did the only thing she could do...picked up her violin and began to play.
I’m going to take the headset off so I can record while I get ready. [volume decreases slightly] Now where’s that dress…AHA! THERE IT IS! I sure hope it looks okay on me. It’s brand new, and I haven’t really had time to collect opinions on it. It’s not my usual black, so I’m nervous. What if the color doesn’t go well with my eyes…or skin tone…or hair…or something else horrible! I mean, it shouldn’t. The lady at the store said it was a blue-grey that would go really well with the ‘monochromatic color scheme’ I’ve got going….whatever that means. I think It’s good. I’m a little worried about it being strapless…but it isn’t like it’s going to fall off or anything. And it fits so well! Let’s see…should I keep the beret on? Nah. This is formal. I shouldn’t wear anything on my head. Or what about a simple black bow? That could look really nice….nah. I’m good with just my hair. I’m glad I decided to keep it down. 
As soon as they were dismissed Chi would head to her room immediately to get ready. As she passed Sabaku she would give him a glance and run her fingers through her hair to move it out of her face. If he looked at her, she would mouth 'hello' before making her way up the stairs. She found her way to her room and dropped her bag on the floor. She wasn't much for formal wear, but she had something that she would wear to nights out with her parents. Though they still didn't like her being at home, having the whole family there looked good for business purposes.
As the doors open, and the bright vibrant light faded, the students would be blasted with the sounds of laughter and the clinking of glasses. It was really bustling. The room was a dazzling gold, elegant by every means. The large glass chandelier hung about a table that could seat about forty people, but only the head of which was being used. Several guests stood in tuxes and dresses of every design, shape, and color, drinking their glasses of sparkling champagne and having a blissful evening. At the head of the table there could be seen a woman dressed in a white kimono, pale in complexion, hair as white as freshly fallen snow, and eyes a pale purple, that everything about her seemed the epitome of grace and beauty. Next to her, sat a little boy, who looked to be about the age of six or seven. He was dressed in a crème tux, with a white dress shirt underneath. He also appeared to have the same color of silver hair and pale purple eyes, too common a series of genes. This must be the woman's son. He appeared to not be enjoying himself, a definite frown of boredom written on his face, but he sat in a manner of nobility and order. The guests were sitting already, while some stood talking away. It was such a large gathering, despite having been hinted to prior that it may have perhaps been small. Yes, this was a gathering of not just shinobi representatives, but for nobles and members of the bureaucratic society. Pretty much anyone that had more than the common wealth was here. How is this so called simulation supposed to work if there are perhaps a hundred people here? Ah but that will work itself out. 
Suddenly a blonde haired young man in a white tuxedo made his way over to the woman and delicately grabbed her hand. In a grand gesture he threw his hand up and brought it down on his forehead. 
The maid in question, held a serving tray and appeared to be quite clumsy and shy, perhaps as fragile as the glass she carried. She was bumped into by a man larger than herself and nearly lost the glasses. She knew if she dropped even the one she could be fired by her ladyship. 
Everything was blurry. Kimi could tell she wasn't the only one confused by what had happened. She found herself with a pounding headache, reaching a hand to her head to rub her temples as she sat up. She was laying on the ground in quite the uncomfortable pile. But why? As she rose, vague memories began to rise to the surface. A scream. She distinctly remembered that scream that had come moments before she fell to the ground. She sat still for a moment, working through the obvious confusion. Someone was missing. She could hear one, two, three, four, five, six, seven. Seven people in the room, not counting herself. That means someone's gone. A few seconds later, and it became perfectly clear who it was. The countess herself had disappeared. And, by the sound of it, there was blood involved.