Hanzo

Hanzo Shimada makes his way across the peaceful plains. For the time, he wanted to rest from conflict. The bright sun reflected over his darker but very toned body--mostly exposed from the waist up. The heat he seems to find intense, but notices a river up ahead. With a sigh, he sits down in front of the flowing water.

He tugs down the rest of the outfit so that he can embrace the breeze around his upper muscular body. He sits, and enjoys the quiet, though it may not last long.

Bow at his side, he closes his eyes--sitting cross-legged as he breaths deeply.