by Hiro on Mon Dec 22, 2008 10:44 pm
Optics idly shift about their surroundings, carefully, studying every object they came to rest upon. Said optics took their time, although it was a time before said optics shifted unto the form of Madara. "Odd," - The voice was fairly faded, as if being projected through inhuman use or far more accurately, the forms visage who spoke, distorted as if by some interference "I hadn't planned our encounter in such a.. primitive place." "Yet. You, the founder of Akatsuki must be shown your place. You come to me with false accusations and yet have not witnessed true Pain I will gladly show you, the true power of a god." The man's form was upright, powerfully positioned, his stance was firm and his eyes idle, locked unto his opponent's form his features allowing no visible emotions clear to the naked eye, he was an expert at hiding his true feelings, for he had felt accustomed to it. A hollow "click" followed by its respective arm, his left arm rising from its idle position by its respective limb, found a metallic pointed object within its respective hand fingers curled carefully about its midsection, the arm, now level with his shoulder. The kunai's intention mimicking the kusanagi's original intention to be brandished as a melee weapon