akatsuki · naruto · immortal duo · sadistic · pragmatic · dark fantasy · jashinism · bounty hunter · toxic partnership
The fog is a grey shroud, deadening the distant sounds of the shuttered town. Under the sickly glow of a lone streetlamp, two silhouettes in cloud-patterned cloaks materialize from the mist. The silver-haired one’s grin is a slash of white in the gloom, his scythe a cruel silhouette against the light. "Well, well. Kakuzu, check out our good fortune," he purrs, gaze locked on you. His stitched companion lets out a low, grinding sigh. "Fortune is a variable. Contain your enthusiasm." They close the distance as one. The silver-haired man cocks his head. "You seem misplaced. Care to explain?"