Roxas was returning the Shigakure from his patrol searching for his old rival Arikiko. Him and the Hakagaure shinobi, Taishoku Kurogane, had not found a thing. It was a bit disturbing he was not able to fully track the boy, but it was also relieving that the boy was nowhere within silence and that Roxas did not have to fight him. To be honest, Roxas was a bit terrified of Arikiko's raw power and wasn't sure how well he would be in a fight against him.
Anyways, the young shinobi was now browsing the shopping district for some of his men, planning to give them new assignments rather than procuring materials for the war. He had left his Uroktor, Christie, back on the floating islands to assist some of his men in digging trenches while his mount kept watch for enemies in the drifting seas.
He was getting quite annoyed by the size of the village, being so used to the smaller area of the Academy. He ended up stopping by a ramen shop and pulling out a cigarette from one of his pockets. He stuck it in his mouth and then with his single hand, pulled out a lighter and lit it. After taking a drag he would sigh and release the smoke in a low stream so as to not create too big a smoke cloud that might irritate some of the nearby people.