Madoka Kei
”Are we there yet?” She asked, offering her elbow for the blind shinobi to hang on to. After all, their trek through the desert wasn’t exactly smooth. The indigenous animals seemed to be rather territorial and completely unsympathetic to the blind man and his disability. They saw a couple of Sandwyrms on the way, the smaller ones they could handle but there was a larger one that they had to scurry away from. It was close but they escaped, mostly due to Kei’s special abilities. Time just seemed to stop when she willed it too, secrets of a woman with many jobs. Being somewhat of a handmaiden to Shinn was just one of them.
”Almost. The air is lighter in this area, which means that a couple miles down this path is an area with dense amounts of chakra. That mass of chakra has to be Sunagakure,” Shinn spoke, trudging along the sands in darkness; from his perspective anyways. It had been two long years since he was able to see the world through his own eyes, and he was honestly getting a bit anxious to be able to see light again. He wasn’t asking for miracles. No, this was a bit more commonplace for Uchiha with supreme ocular powers. The gods cursed them for being so powerful, and placed a limit on their abilities. A limit that, when exceeded, caused the Uchihan user to become as blind as a bat. Though the world would like to see the clan as some sort of self-defecating harbingers of darkness, the gods forced them to stew in this darkness, only allowing them light if they robbed another of their light… and often times their lives. ”Or a city of bandits!” He joked, giggling as they closed in on the gates… which really weren’t gates.
”The terrain is changing. Looks like we’re here. Mind taking out our traveling stuff, they are going to ask a bunch of questions. I have been gone for two years, a farcry from the couple of months that my passport says,” Shinn commented, getting himself ready for the barrage of questions or suspicious looks that he would probably get as he crossed the threshold into the village. It wasn’t going to be easy… or at least, that’s what he thought. A lot had changed, so maybe a bit of mercy or understanding could be found at these gates.
Or maybe not…
”Here’s to hoping for no trouble!” From her pouch, she removed the old passport of Shinn’s as well as her various IDs from the Uchiha stronghold. Time for someone to let them in…
*knock knock*
[Requesting Entrance]