From the stands, the former Ouroboros clan head had watched one of the first matches of the chuunin exam with great interest, looking at a match between some feeble kirigakure shinobi and a most interesting strange puppet technique user in an area riddled with traps to make the match far more amusing and tense to watch. Having used the transformation technique, the woman managed to remain seated among dozens of other shinobi of various nations and hidden villages with ease, yet when the match had reached its end, it was quite hard for her to remain completely in control of her form, almost having had a moment in which she practically turned back into her real self. However, she smiled, a devillish grin appearing on her face as her lips curled upwards in pure elation when the puppet user had won.

It seemed she had yet again found someone rather interesting for her own cause and her own desires. This Yasubei as the proctors called him had shown a variety of tricks, a clever ingenuity and a sense of style which all combined into a pretty unique style of combat and that alone was enough to garner both praise and attract attention.

Checking the announcements and the match roster, Lamya figured out that despite this shinobi fighting under the banner of another nation, this Yasubei was in fact a mere ronin, left to wander around the shinobi world until either death or the opportunity of a home would present itself and the snake sage wondered if her own designs would be the thing this wanderer had been looking for.

With but some coin and some clever seduction, the missing nin managed to convince one of the Kumogakure proctors to allow her to have some personal time with this unique puppet user. She had managed to arrange for an unused area, formerly used for some of the trials to be cleared out at her behest, just so she could have her desired moment with the contestant in the chuunin exams.

A proctor would notify Yasubei of his summons and point him to the place where he'd be expected to be, while Lamya herself would keep up her transformation, appearing seated upon a rock in the arena where earlier various genin had faced off against a storm tiger, with brown hair and brown eyes, a rather average looking face and nothing really noteworthy to herself in this form, the woman would await the arrival of the puppet user who had garnered her interest.

No name would be given, no titles would be disclosed, all that Yasubei would be told is that there was a woman wanting to have a chat with him, someone who was most keen on meeting him during the time he'd have to rest and recuperate until the commencement of the second round.

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Yasubei sat in the waiting area repairing the light damage that had been done to his puppet. In his last fight the child he was up against had done some damage to the surface of Ogre’s body. The layer of psuedo-skin was split open revealing a layer of laquered wood just beneath it, clear betrayal of the skin’s intended purpose. What was once a small cut had torn into a much, much larger headache. So much so that Yasu almost wished that he would’ve just sealed Ogre after his last fight instead of riding him back. He much longer than he intended repairing Ogre, and it was a while until he was finally satisfied with the work he had done.

He moved on to do some general maintenance making sure that there wasn’t anything he didn’t notice earlier in his quick diagnostic. Most importantly he checked the functionality of the storage unit making sure all of its pieces opened, closed, and moved properly. It would be a hassle getting out of Ogre if he got stuck inside of him. There was food and drink on the table for the contestants to consume during the breaks between matches he could only assume that each ninja’s village would be overcharged for these items by the host village, not that he really cared. The only village he’d ever considered joining had been raised to the ground , but a minor inconvenience.

There was a knock at the door. “Yasubei?” The voice chimed, the voice was almost playful as it inquired as to whom yhis occupant’s were.

“This’s him. Come in.” The proctor would let himself in.

The ninja who came in had a long messy mop of long black hair and what must have been a permanent cheshire grin on his face. He would offer a wave to Yasu, who would politely reciprocate, then say. “Yasubei, You’re to meet with a woman who has been waitin’ to meet with you. Go straight down the hall, make the fourth left, and you will come upon a set of steel double doors. She’s been waitin’ for ya for a while now, try not to make her wait too much longer, ya?” With that he would exit the room.

Yasu would hop into Ogre before following the instructions he was given by the proctor. A clone of himself following just behind the massive puppet. He would open the door hesitantly and first before dismissing his doubts. Ogre would pull the door open for Yasu as he went through the motions of puppeteering Ogre hoping that this simple facade would last against a probably random civilian longer than it did his last opponent. He noted that the woman inside was almost completely unremarkable distinguishing characteristics being her gender, height, eye color, size, hair color, but with just those traits he could’ve described one hundred people in Suna alone. Casually the clone made eye contact as he had Ogre sit down.

“Hello there. I do believe you asked for me?”

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-10 chakra for puppet technique and basic bushin

The woman sat quietly on the rock she had deemed most fitting to sit on, not comfortably persay, but the height of said rockformation did lend some sort of thronelike quality to it. Seated as a queen and looking down upon the steel door, the woman could barely contain her excitement when noticing that those doors were opening. She smiled softly, knowing that her appearance was far from her impressive or rather in a monstrous way, seductive self. An appearance with no noteworthy features, not even her attire seemed to be that of anything but the most lowly of commoners one could find walking the streets of Kumogakure. It was all but a ruse though, a carefully crafted inconspicuous façade behind which a future empress was hiding.

When an enormous puppet and a smaller, slightly lanky person entered the arena, the woman could only grin at the puppet and not the shadowless form walking behind said puppet. There were two reasons why this woman was so easily able to discern the truth behind Yasubei's appearance: One was the fact she had watched his first match and the second, was simply because her sage powers allowed her to sense other people and that shadowless form did not have a discernable chakra signature, while the puppet was overflowing with it.

"It's a very neat trick that you're using," The woman smiled, her hand slowly rising upwards, until she was practically pointing towards the shadowless clone behind the puppet. With a simple flick of her wrist a single kunai was thrown at the shadowless clone at a blinding speed, with the intent to disperse the foolish apparition instantly. "Alas, quite pointless to be used against someone like me." The woman chuckled and stood up straight, slowly walking down towards the puppet. With every step, her own appearance changed from her feet all the way up to her head. Slowly, she revealed the knee-high heeled boots, the black spandex catsuit and a rather intricate looking Black ANBU armor. However, unlike usually, her face wasn't covered by her signature black helmet and golden rebreather, this time revealing her pale white skin, her jet black hair, purple make up and golden snakelike eyes, with two hornlike protrusions crowning her head.

"I did call for you," The Rogue shinobi stood still at about ten meters away from the puppet, her lips curling upwards as she grinned. "I saw your performance and I am most interested in your potential...in short: I want you to be mine."

There was no joke in her words, her voice was stern and serious. The White Snake of Konoha did not joke around in cases like these. The chuunin exams had proven to be rather fertile grounds for interesting people of rare talent and even rarer skill and she was not returning to her new home without gathering some samples for herself. "Puppet users are usually good at being spies and support, but you've shown aptitude for an even wider range of uses...you are interesting to me...very interesting."

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