Ihiri: *Ihiri feels a slight tug on his being, as a Wormhole is crated by an unknown force. His slender and well toned, light brown body, covered in what seems to be a white, highly dense Crystal Bio-Armor Skin, was flung into the Void like worm hole. About a few seconds later, Ihiri’s silly self finds his self laughing his ass of on what seemed to be a desert like area, no water, trees, clouds, nothing for miles around, just sand, even the air it self having no water molecules causing water elemental abilities to be points less. Ihiri planted his feet firmly into the sand, which had seemed to become compacted by the long time of no movement. “Hmm…I wonder what happens if I was to piss here”…He shuttered at the endless ideas. Ihiri just sighed lightly, not having a need or reason to believe, his body made to be the perfect weapon. Looking around with his deep purple eyes that shimmered like a moon reflecting off a lake. Ihiri lifted up his right hand, to pushes his silver hair from with in his eye sight. “Damn hair.” He blinks and sighs, as he pushes it to the side over the left eye slightly. He was highly curious to why he was here, but was feeling slightly hungry.*

Kisame102: -kisame would simply slide out of the dessers sand's making no noise his mastery of the art of momvent his movments were so graceful for some one of his size, his skin tight clothing clung to him even more then normal due to the tempture, he was paying no mind to the heat today he was focused on the other being in this lifeless wasteland he would then be revealed as the moon light hit his postion his clothing was revealed to be a standard issue doubled meshed and capable of taking blows with ease his shirt and pants were basicly standard issue ninja garb his samehada swaying slightly in its buckle his eyes narrowed abit as he heard the comments coming from the other he would then speak in a montone voice( why are you here ?) -he would remain in a slight edgey stance his mucles begin to push out charka to improve his performance he would await the other's answer with no signs of either boredom of impaintence-

Ihiri: *Ihiri at this time had decided to test the “iss theory”, Releasing his self, as he was standing there, Myou, The Ai that was with in Ihiri’s compressed and highly dense crystal spine, had picked up the sudden movement of the sand particles with in the ground. Myou in a silly mood his self, picked to be slightly an ass to Ihiri on this day. “Yo...dragon Boy, there is some one behind you, he asked why we are here….well you, but well” Ihiri cuts off Myou, and laughs slightly as he looks over his left shoulder, looking at the man behind him. His tone of voice slightly deep, but had a silly, yet peaceful echo to it. “Err…taking a piss, what about you, Ninja boy.” Ihiri stated jokingly at the unknown person. He places his dick back into his suit as he turned around, and smiles with a coy grin on his lips, slightly hidden with in the smile. Myou working on its own, with out Ihiri’s control, seemed to be on high alert no matter what, all the damn time. Ihiri seemed to just stand there slightly, not noticing the slight pee spatter on his right foot. Thank the god his suit was fully water proof, and basically every thing else proof because of the materials.*

(He started bitching about the people there, so he did not post back, thus forfiting, and me winning.)