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Mito - 16 (Mito gets Gon when she's 18)
Chrollo - 19
Hisoka - 16
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Mito entered the large manor, its' celling seeming larger than the sky. Other applicants were crowded in the room, brooding and thinking of how to win. She didn't recognized any one there. As she looked around and she saw an applicant take a number, so she went up to takes one as well, it was like a DMV ticket. The man next to her, whom had just grabbed his ticket studied her. His hair was dark black and his grey, young, his eyes seemed dead. She noticed him and his eyes but ignored the every fabric of his being. Mito could tell, from a simple feeling, he was powerful and bad news.