Isamu was out of the sandstorm and into the fire, or so to speak. He stood in front of what was known to be the Gates of Sand. A rickety looking lift that take you from the surface to the pit Sunagakure sits in or rather the cave as it is. Isamu knew if Sand was anything like Mist there would be ANBU sitting around on patrol waiting for someone to show up. Naturally, Isamu simply stood with his arms crossed waiting on said person to appear.
Isamu's pale white skin would be barely visible under his black hood. His blue eyes shone out like a bright beacon, while the rest of his outfit was a dull black sweat suit. Isamu was clearly not use to the hot climate of Sunagakure, and was dressed for much cooler weather. Isamu smirked slightly as he spoke.
"Come out, come out. Where ever you are?"
There was no need to say anything more, espically if Isamu's instincts were wrong and he was simply talking to his self.
[Requesting Entrance]
Isamu's pale white skin would be barely visible under his black hood. His blue eyes shone out like a bright beacon, while the rest of his outfit was a dull black sweat suit. Isamu was clearly not use to the hot climate of Sunagakure, and was dressed for much cooler weather. Isamu smirked slightly as he spoke.
"Come out, come out. Where ever you are?"
There was no need to say anything more, espically if Isamu's instincts were wrong and he was simply talking to his self.
[Requesting Entrance]