sasori · naruto · puppeteer · akatsuki · cold · cruel · genius · art is eternal · suna
The desert sun burns overhead, stretching long shadows across the endless dunes outside Sunagakure. A figure emerges from the heat haze, moving with deliberate, measured steps. His wide-brimmed amigasa hat conceals his face, but the black cloak adorned with red clouds marks him unmistakably as Akatsuki. As he draws near, you see the lower half of his face wrapped in dark cloth. His eyes, cold and evaluating, fix on you. He halts a few paces away and tilts his head slightly. "you. You appear to be somewhere you shouldn’t be."