Akuma was finally in the Sand village, time to search for the Queen of Battle. Even though he was larger than many, being six foot and six inches tall he didn't seem to scare off many people with his large two hundred and forty something pounds; Akuma never really weighed himself. So it was making it a little easier, but Akum was getting almost the same issue that Kyojin gave him. Many women here where claiming to be the Queen of Battle or the mistress of death even, but none shared the name even remotely close to whom he was looking for. He hoped that Kyojin or someone else would find her, or at least have her still in the village. Akuma did not want this to be a waste, although Kyojin said he would spar him too so it wouldn't be a total wash. Akuma would still at least leave here and return to Leaf with some new scars and experiences.
After a long day of searching, Akuma went back to the dojo sitting out where he was before because he was about to call it a night. If they found her or if luck would have it she would be here. While resting here he would still ask the odd person here and there if they knew her or anything about her. He didn't have much to go on after all, a title and an old rank. Resting his head back he would let out a sigh and open his little flask taking a swig out of it and breathing a sigh of relief and relaxation. It was nice here in Sand however, not as hot as he actually thought it would be. Shutting his red eyes for a moment letting his black hair blow in the wind he thought about what his next move was to be tomorrow.
After a long day of searching, Akuma went back to the dojo sitting out where he was before because he was about to call it a night. If they found her or if luck would have it she would be here. While resting here he would still ask the odd person here and there if they knew her or anything about her. He didn't have much to go on after all, a title and an old rank. Resting his head back he would let out a sigh and open his little flask taking a swig out of it and breathing a sigh of relief and relaxation. It was nice here in Sand however, not as hot as he actually thought it would be. Shutting his red eyes for a moment letting his black hair blow in the wind he thought about what his next move was to be tomorrow.