Right now Hidan was perusing a pair of, wherever the hell they were from, nin whom he had been ordered to eliminate. The pair of idiots had decided it was a good idea to gather some information and locate one of the organizations hide-always. Pein called a meeting about the issue and no one was interested in doing 'clean up duty'. Even his own partner lacked interest, "A waste of energy and time." he said, "Their hearts aren't worth taking anyways." he said. He could have at least accompanied him! He knew how shitty he was with directions, yet Pein still gave the order and out he had to go to chase down some pestering mice. Make matters worse, there was a damn foot of snow on the ground! So it rolled down to this, a person who didn't like the cold(mainly just the snow in general) and who would get lost. Yeah. Fuckin brilliant plan.
When, at last, Hidan had managed to take the two down from their get-away he was by this point very irritated to the fact he didn't even care about them being a sacrament to his devilish 'Overseer'. Although he did make sure one was there to watch the other be slaughtered, and afterwords the lone pest was struck down to gaze at the only peaceful thing, the sky and it's quiet falling flakes. Hidan would leave the man to his demise;
All mercy was thrown away when the albino felt a sting to his leg. He gave curse and looked to his right. A half-dead, grinning idiot, had made final effort by injecting a needle into the killers leg. Now this was what got him fired up. The guts this brat had to defy death.
The hand was kicked off, foot pressing to the nin's forehead. . . Hidan gave true meaning to the phrase 'eye of the needle.'
Boiled with anger the silverette made his way back by following the disturbed snow. He managed to calm himself by looking over the small scroll he had convenscated from the pair. It was kind of remarkable at how much detail they put in this report of theirs. Degrees location, mapped sketch, even when the organization was there and for how long and also their pattern of partners enter and exit. It was really impressive. No wonder Pein saw this as an important mission.
All thoughts and inner comments came to a halt however when the words had started to become illegible. Of course Hidan was prepared to face whatever effect that poison had for this wasn't his first time being poisoned. It may not kill him, but the side effects were unavoidable. It wasn't until Hidan had dropped to his hands and knees that he knew something was off. Sure he got weak with these but not so much as to where he had to pull his scythe off his back and drop it to the ground. He was trembling but not gasping for air, mouth was ajar but his breathing had become slower if anything, and he was sweating. That bulky coat was forcefully jerked and peeled off, then his bare back hit the snow blanket earth. He was now heaving for air, each molecule in his body seemingly on fire. He made no noise other than a grunt or two of pain. Eyes squinted tightly then widened and then. . . Darkness.