Kage Kage, Double the Kage! (Raiden/Kiseragi)

Raiden walked slowly through the sands of the Forgotten Desert. He was headed to Otogakure to take a brief respite from his travels. It had been a few years since he had been to the village, not since he was the acting Tsukikage actually. Regardless, the man with eyes just as snowy as his hair walked solemnly, not in any rush, but not moving at a snails pace either. He simply walked leisurely towards his destination. The full moon and cloudless sky making it quite the beautiful night. He was only a few miles away from the village at this point, so he had nothing to worry about. He would be there by morning easy. "Such a lovely night." He spoke quietly, mostly to himself. He found that he did that quite often when he walked alone, speaking to himself. He wondered if it meant he was losing his mind.

The war had taken a toll on many people and like many of them, he walked the lands. A former leader without a village to lead. A ninja without a single cause to uphold. Ripped at the seams by a war he honestly wanted nothing to do with, but joined to protect his people. The man formerly known as the Kazekage, Kiserari, wandered these lands with small intrigue for much of anything anymore. His wife had been killed before the war. The war took what was left of his joy and pride, even if it graced him with something more. The bijuu within him slumbered silently as he continued to walk through the lands, only saying something every blue moon to its host and yet Kiseragi barely talked. The man had been missing that which made everyone something- a purpose.

As the nighttime sky swallowed him whole, the yellow eyes of the male pierced the veil of darkness to give him a sense of sight. With his enhanced vision he could see someone up on the horizon which told him one of two things. It was either a traveler or someone that could be a threat. His tone of sincerity had long since left him, but he was still a man of class and as such walked toward the enigmatic figure. Slowly he pulled the ragged cloak's hood over him to cover his face as only a few tufts of black hair popped out. As he walked to catch up to the male, coming from the east, he would stop in his path as he looked outward to him. The hood would blacken most of his face from sight since the moon would be sitting behind him thus not giving much light to use to see him, but of course he didn't exactly know who this was. Holding a single hand up he would stop the male in a peaceful manner," And what is a lone man doing walking through the lands by his lonesome?"

Raiden had been lost in thought and hadn't noticed the man approaching him. Once he made himself known however, Raiden immediately sized the man up, determining threat or friendly. He decided to forgo the whole fight first, ask questions second and talk to the stranger. His initial observation of the man led him to realize that his face was shadowed by the hood that he wore attached to a cloak that covered most of his body, effectively hiding any weapons or anything of the sort he may have on him. 

Of course, he could activate his Byakugan and see all of the things he was missing, even the Sharingan would give him more information than he had now, but he didn't really feel inclined to put in that much effort. These observations and decisions all happened in the span of a few milliseconds, just before the man spoke to him. Raiden looked to him and replied, "Just a ghost of the past, passing through the remnants of the earth he once adored."