General Appearance:

Kishin had recently arrived in the sprawling city that was Takigakure, having only visited the hotel he was staying at, a way station to notify the Kirigakure representatives in the city he arrived, and the wall that surrounded said city.  The young Kirigakure hopeful in training, still in the academy and shy of the representative Kirigakure headband to display (for story purposes).  The boy knew the city was under the watchful eye of hundreds of shinobi from different lands, and plenty meant to keep the peace in this city as well.  He was just young enough to still get away with plenty, and his personality aided greatly in making that so.  Kishin jumped into a new outfit, and was now ready to sprawl the city for something fun or mischievous to get his hands into.  The city was full of strangers, people that just yet weren't his friends, and he was on the search to make at least one.

The young kid had picked a great costume for the occasion.  The white haired devil went with brown shirt and shorts, with matching gloves and shoes.  Though what finished the great ensemble was a bear head hat with big black oval button eyes, and large ears.  Given his soft appearance, and almost girl like demeanor, especially dressed the way he was, he could have easily been mistaken for a girl, even when speaking.  

For the most part everyone pointed and stared, laughing.  He greeted most that passed him by, they returning it in favor.  He might have been the laughing stock, the butt end of the joke, but he enjoyed the limelight.  As he passed several large groups, the crowd died out slightly and he looked around now for someone he could prey on.  The perfect target presented itself.  A man, standing out in the crowd, well, away from the crowd as it might be, one of the only people sitting around seemed to be screaming for the need of some attention to be given to him.  The young lad sauntered over to man on the bench, than stopped just in front of him and looked off the his left, swaying to and fro, heel to toe at foot, waiting for the man to look up and seem to speak, before he would interrupt him and zealously speak over him.  "How goes it sir?  You from around these parts?"