villain as i always was [open]

[Jiro]

It had been months since Jiro had been free to roam again. For months, Akkuma had kept him on a very tight leash. Or rather a very tight chain attached to a wall in his dungeons. But whatever the Kitsune had done had worked. He was better now. He was willing to repent his ways. That was how he found himself in the desert, scouting for a nomad to kill. In the name of Akkuma - his God. His body trembled with the thought of it as his tiger claws extended slightly.

The Chigokai smirked a bit as he looked around. Wind blew but he did not care. It kept him calm, pacified. Taking a long, deep breath, he scanned the area once more. Nothing there. He was the only living thing within eyesight. However, he focused on his abilities. He tried to calm himself. keep himself in control so he could listen for the blood of anything. At this point, he did not care if it was human or not.

And soon, the male found himself sensing another living presence. He followed the sound of the pulsing blood. Jiro closed his eyes and kept himself in control. It was easier to control his impulses now. Akkuma-Sama had not given him the command to lose control yet. He had to remain poised, in control.

That was why he followed his target from a distance, just close enough to see them and follow their pulse but not close enough to be within attack range. At least not yet. He had many plans but for now, he knew to be patient, bide his time.

 

[Rakujo Yumeko]

The area was a bit quieter than the white haired man had expected, with the exception of the wind. While it helped him relax a bit, he was already feeling quite a bit better than he did the previous couple weeks and he starting thinking his body was almost done healing up. He was getting more and more used to using just one eye as no amount of normal healing could just give him a new one. As he walked throughout the sand, he'd scan the area in front of him as he walked with his one remaining red eye. His primarily black outfit was covered by a white yukata that he had so that only his left arm was through the sleeve. With his wooden sword attached by a belt on his right side and a small tanto sized wooden weapon attached to his left side on the same belt.

Walking on sand wasn't his favorite surface to walk on but it beat the hell out of ice, that's for sure. There was a part of him that wanted to see how his body could deal with training but he didn't want to push his body before it finished recovering if he could help it. He also really didn't want to tempt fate by many people recognizing him and getting the authorities, or even other ninja, to go after him after the rampaging that he'd done considering that he didn't remember most of it and he didn't have a reasonable explanation for it.

One of his biggest worries were just the things that lived within the desert as he'd heard a couple things about these things called 'sand worms' and how large they were. He hoped that he didn't run into one of those monstrosities.

 

[Jiro]

Jiro noticed the white hair first. He vaguely remembered him from before Akkuma shoved him back to captivity. The bastard would pay for that. But for now, Jiro was focused on the man in front of him. He watched the stranger move tentatively and kept his steady following. Between the sand and distance, he could barely see so he did a few hand seals and just a eye of chakra formed in front of him. The eye soon turned to blood and he sent the eye to follow the white-haired man, moving just close enough to be able to see through the Blood Eye.

Jiro finally got bored with the stalking and decided to make his presence known. A quick hand signal and the Blood Eye vanished. He dashed closer to the other male. "Didn't we meet in Suna once?" he asked him, blue eyes taking in the man's appearance carefully.

"Heard it's not safe out here for people. You shouldn't be out here..." He gestured to the desert expanse with a hand and a sadistic giggle as he emphasized 'out here.'

 

[Rakujo Yumeko]

Naikishin's path had gone the way it had gone though there was one feeling that was nagging him. He felt like someone was watching him as he walked though he would choose to not look around. The strength of the sun in the desert didn't much bother him at this point either. Though after a moment there was something that he noticed that would cause him to stop. He had smelt the scent of blood somewhere around him, causing him to actually look around, though by the time he did someone had drawn closer and the scent had disappeared. The person had spoken as they arrive which had drawn the white haired mans attention straight to the stranger.

It was a man younger than him by a bit asking if they had met in Suna once. "Beats me, there were a couple months a little while ago where I only remember bits and pieces." He'd say, before shrugging as he rested his right hand on the pommel of the wooden sword. The guy told him that he'd heard it wasn't safe for people out here and that he shouldn't be here. "Well shit, guess it's a good thing that I'm me then." He'd respond to the person, even with the laugh that they had made audible to emphasize the area around the two.

"But look, if it's not safe for me, it's just as unsafe for you as well." He'd say giving a slight shrug at the end along with a smirk.

 

[Rakujo Yumeko]

[Guess I'll Topic Leave since Jiro declared their leaving NC on Discord for the time being.]