The past few two weeks had been practically sleepless. Heh, what did a
god need with sleep anyway? Perhaps he’d been stepping out of line by irking so many upon his entrance… but there were times when it was so incredibly irresistible. Especially what with being introduced to so many unique talents and abilities. Everything was so… new.
However, there was one particular conflict that was standing out like a sore thumb. At first, it was nothing more than a childish game, but upon their battle, there some sort of unseen presence that drew Orochimaru to the Akatsuki member; Tobi. That apparently was his name, but who knew what to believe from a man who paraded around hidden behind pastel orange mask constantly. Gradually, he’d once again been able to “coax” Tobi into finding
him instead. Besides, the Sannin truly wanted to know now what
really lurked behind the elaborate disguise. There was something the ninja was trying to hide… and Orochimaru was determined to find out what it was.
T he renovations and screening process was playing out in Onagakure. He was quite surprised regarding the number of “traitors” that were now havening themselves in his village. Kabuto hadn’t lied. Things
had changed. Though, it was no matter, really. Orochimaru couldn’t really afford to lose them… yet. Some people just needed to be… heh… reformed.
Currently, the Sannin had found himself conniving into the forests a couple of kilometers outside of Onagakure (though, he liked to refer to it as “contemplating”). The sheer idiocy and incompetence being displayed by many of his own villagers was overwhelming. He couldn’t truly bother to spend all his time fixing this mess, could he?
((OOC: And I am sorry that was really really shitty but it’s late and I’m a bit zoned out >_<))