Cocooned within the sands of the Dunes, his metamorphosis took place. Hastened by the Temporal Gifts of his Brother, after what would feel like mere moments to any outside the manipulated zone. After moments the sound of churning sands within would cease. Slowly it moved to engulf them both & block any potential observers from witnessing what he had become. Once they were enclosed within he would speak "What a perilous position the Lady Hokage has found herself in." Each word spoken was hoarse & dry as if the speaker had gone a life-time without sating their thirst. "I would think such a position would make her more willing to co-operate with us. Wouldn't you agree Brother?" the rasped question was asked although he already knew the answer. "When last I approached her I was not a fitting representative." Naturally, she like many others believed the likes of him to be beneath them. What true effect could he possibly have on the outcome of things. After all he had probably killed more shinobi with his words then his actions, not for a lack of trying either. Yet that in itself should have been enough to have given his words enough weight.
"Do what you can to bring Konohagakure & it's people into the fold. Despite our efforts they seem intent on maintaining their path." Each of them would be brought onto the board. "I have to ask this of you. There is much that I must do & to do so I will need to understand the capabilities of this Gift." with those words he would wave a hand causing a small flame to come alive in the palm of it. The light revealed the current aberrant form that he possessed. His body had become one with the Sand & Wee Yong would be able to notice he was coiled beneath them both. "Such a foray would be far to tempting..." with each word the Sand making his form would begin to crumble away, slowly he willed it to return once more to the vast sea they stood upon. "..no I can't risk the potential influence that could be gained from these Sennin Games by having a feast just yet." words spoken as if he were trying to dissuade himself.
He would have to wait for the souls to come for him & soon enough they would. For how could they continue to hide within their walls when there was so much at risk? Finally he was back to what would appear to be his normal form & with a thought the Sand would collapse around them into the dunes. Now it was just the two Sages in the ruins of a sand filled building. Already he was attempting to formulate the best way to utilize his new abilities. This land would be his weapon & shield in more ways then one. Who out there would come & challenge the change they sought to bring? Were there even any shinobi left within the villages that actually had the conviction to be one? They would find out, this new breed of shinobi would have to fight for their world or see it claimed by relics of a bygone era.
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"Do what you can to bring Konohagakure & it's people into the fold. Despite our efforts they seem intent on maintaining their path." Each of them would be brought onto the board. "I have to ask this of you. There is much that I must do & to do so I will need to understand the capabilities of this Gift." with those words he would wave a hand causing a small flame to come alive in the palm of it. The light revealed the current aberrant form that he possessed. His body had become one with the Sand & Wee Yong would be able to notice he was coiled beneath them both. "Such a foray would be far to tempting..." with each word the Sand making his form would begin to crumble away, slowly he willed it to return once more to the vast sea they stood upon. "..no I can't risk the potential influence that could be gained from these Sennin Games by having a feast just yet." words spoken as if he were trying to dissuade himself.
He would have to wait for the souls to come for him & soon enough they would. For how could they continue to hide within their walls when there was so much at risk? Finally he was back to what would appear to be his normal form & with a thought the Sand would collapse around them into the dunes. Now it was just the two Sages in the ruins of a sand filled building. Already he was attempting to formulate the best way to utilize his new abilities. This land would be his weapon & shield in more ways then one. Who out there would come & challenge the change they sought to bring? Were there even any shinobi left within the villages that actually had the conviction to be one? They would find out, this new breed of shinobi would have to fight for their world or see it claimed by relics of a bygone era.
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