Agent Black's Flight

The sun's rays beamed upon Takigakure, but each were limited to a certain area. However, the places it did touch, would probably roast. This was due to the large tree that covered Taki, and it's openings through its leaves. It was a fine sight, nothing rare of Taki, but always enjoyable. The children ran through villages, some together, some by themselves. But all...having fun in their own way. The sweet aroma of Kyotsu's main shop, pranced its way throughout then entire village, and even to the headquarters of a significant man.

Smashing papers on the desk, with attempts to straighten them, a man sighed of relief. He sat criss-cross on a nimbus of sand, and in his lap was his little sister. To his right, a firm man, Raido was his name stood facing nothing but the door. Even a bite from some weird Aburame Clan bug probably wouldn't move him. Raido was actually Shingi's most loyal comrade of Taki if not the entire shinobi world. He gave Raido one task; to be his Right Hand Man. The man straightening the papers stopped, then laid them on the table. The little girl that played in his hair jumped down, as she proceeded to leave the room, going to attend to her sister.

The sand was used as a replacement for a chair, bring all more comfortable. The man's nimbus of sand pulled back from the desk. He turned around, and headed for the balcony, which doors were wide open. While his right hand man, still stood stiff. Reaching the balcony, the moon inhaled deeply, then exerted out. "Raido, no need for you to be serious all the time." The man states, as his stomach growled for some food.

"You're right Lord Shingi, I should probably chill out. But if terror creeps in, I'll be the one you dish out..." Moving his hands weirdly, and making unneeded body movements, Raido's words flowed from his mouth like a rap. Rhyme without making sense. A feature he did inherit from his.

It was indeed confirmed, that the man flying on sand was Shingi, the villages Takikage. A title he inherited after the village became the sixth great village. With power to be even acknowledged by the other villages. While it was a title to be worthy of, perhaps it wasn't the exact one he had been looking for. Or to say the least...even wanted of his own free will. But he couldn't complain, his only true objective was to keep these people safe no matter what the cause was. It was as if he were still in Konoha, running with those that called him a heathen yet he still looked up to them. Only wanting to further surpass them, and show then up, without having to result to extreme measures.

"Shingi my lord, today is the day that, that Samiya chick is supposed to arrive. Ahhh, yeah." Raido rhymed. This time adding much more body movements than before. Just barely making more sense that his last time.

Shingi looked over the balcony, sighing a bit more. "Yeah, I've told the police force to bring her here when she arrives. No need for our civilians to think she is a threat to any degree. There are just a few things I want to note about her is all."