Colours of the world

Chapter 4

The world is my canvas and i shall paint... 

They made it just in time. She signed in relief spotting Leorio placed against a tree. Gon soon spotted his friend – no thanks to Hisoka. He dragged the pair over as Leorio started to come round, not remembering what had happened. Killua soon joining them, asking where gon had disappeared off to, "are you a dog or what?!" killua mutter in surprised after explaining what had happened.

Sinea looked about, more relaxed after spotting Leorio alive and well. As her eyes scanned the crowd, she opened her book, using her Nen to clear away the drawing of some of the participants who didn't make it the second stage, there was a lot who didn't, but less that she expected.

Instantly as she cleared the pages, her pencil was out and they began to fill with quickly sketches of what she'd seen, more specifically, Hisoka and his golden eyes – Of his fluid and graceful movements, his killing skill. He was a deadly artwork to her. He was more than likely going to kill her if she wasn't careful. But an artwork creation; she was starting to want.

"Well done everyone" the examiner interrupted any conversions, "phase two of the exam will occur here, in the Biska forest park. So, I shall take my leave. Best of luck to all of you" he called out before strolling back into the forest.

There was the grounding of gears as the doors to a large building opened up behind them, she cocked her head in interest, glazed eyes scanning for anything that would do them harm. Nothing.

"Will all applicant who passed the first phase please enter?" a female voice call from within.

She glance at the group, before walking through the gates into what seemed to be a yard with...........cooking stations. Sinea frowned slightly. She wasn't the greatness cook.

It seemed though that the cooking station were left unnoticed by most, as murmurers of theory test and fighting spread. When everyone had entered the yard, the women spoke, "I'm Menchi the second phase examiner"

The women had light blue hair that was stuck up into five pony tails, she wore a see though fish netting tank top and short shorts; behind her was a larger man, that seem to resemble a giant with a yellow shirt that looked too small for him. "And I'm Buhara, the other examiner" the giant man commented.

She began to sketch out the scene, of Menchi sat on the sofa in front of the sitting giant. She blinked pausing and look up at a strange sound.........she could have sworn it was the sound of a stomach rumbling.

"You must be hungry" the women Mechi stated looking up at the larger man, confirming her thoughts.

"I'm starving..." said man complained.

"There you have it, phase two will involve..." she paused for effect, "...COOKING!"

Sinea signed as her shoulders dropped, she couldn't cook. Back at her gallery she normally ordered takeaway having no time to cook normal food. She was always painting, drawing - creating art, normally she didn't even get the chance to eat the takeaway, especially if she was too caught up in her creations.

Spending days without, or eating the right stuff was never a good sign.

She frowned, listening asked Menchi talked over the grumbling participants, "That's because, we are gourmet's hunters, and the first dish is pork!" she waved them always.

And so the second phase began.

Sinea followed the group out into the forest, looking about for anything to use as pork, they wouldn't give them a task without ingredients in the local area, right? "How do you cook pork?" she asked to no one in-particular.