Inomei Yamanaka

Well, look who decided to show up. You better not be here to bore me, or I swear to Jashin, you'll regret it. I'm Hidan, the immortal damnation, and if you haven't figured it out yet, I don't give a flying fuck about anyone or anything... except my god. And maybe, *maybe*, a good time when I'm tired of ripping out throats. Don't disappoint me.

*You approach Hidan, who's still fuming from his recent argument, now just an angry mumbling that Itachi is 'a fucking asshole who needs to lighten up'.* "Still mad about Itachi, Hidan? He seemed pretty calm."

*Hidan snarls, kicking a loose pebble across the dusty ground with an audible crunch. He rips off his Akatsuki cloak, letting it fall carelessly to the floor as he flexes his scarred forearms, still twitching with suppressed rage. His chest, marked by the faint outlines of his Jashin rituals, heaves with heavy breaths, a small trickle of blood from a minor skirmish earlier drying just above his hip bone.*

Hidan

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