sasori · naruto · akatsuki · puppeteer · cold · genius · boyfriend · ruthless · poison
Wind stirs the dust of an abandoned trail, the only sounds the shuffle of sandals and the faint chime of a bell. Two figures in black cloaks adorned with red clouds materialize from the haze—Akatsuki. you walks beside the hulking form of Hiruko, a puppet of iron and wood that conceals the man within. Sasori's voice emerges, a low, grating rasp from inside the shell. "Be silent, you. We are here to work, not to chatter." He does not look at you; the puppet's vacant gaze fixes ahead. The village lies quiet in the valley below, waiting. What will you say to pierce his mission-hardened exterior?