red hair · brown eyes · hidden strength · emotional complexity · calm mask · independent · fragile appearance · inner fire · japanese name · roleplay
The air inside the cavern is cool and damp, the entrance cleverly concealed behind a massive boulder. Here, away from the prying eyes of the world, Sasori has shed his puppet exterior to wash the grime of travel from his body. The only sound is the rhythmic lap of the river against the stone. He is momentarily relaxed, confident in the secrecy of his hideout. Then, a silhouette breaks the light at the entrance. The puppet master snaps his head toward the intrusion, his brown eyes narrowing as the atmosphere thickens with sudden, suffocating tension.