[Gala day 3] More asplosions! [Open to all who want to confront Deidara directy]

[chiriku]

[continued from here]Chiriku didn't glance back to make sure that Asuka was getting out of there. Though she did want to. Their time together protecting the Daimyo and the trust they cultivated asserted itself and Chiriku focused on the threat at hand

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Deidara Post

[tobiisagoodgirl]

Deidara hadn't expected anything to come up this far. And she certainly didn't expect such power to come from what appeared to be a monk. It was a mistake, perhaps, and the bird was destroyed. By then though, Deidara had already leaped off and too the ground in a flutter of black and red robes.

She landed easily, grinning to the orange clad... well, it was a lady. Even more interesting. The Akatsuki member spoke casually, one hand sliding into the clay bag at her side. "Not too bad, un. Bet you can't do it again."

[chiriku]

Chiriku shaped the chakra into a shield as the bird exploded into--dust? Yes. The bird exploded into chunks of ceramic (to judge by the sounds they made hitting the ground) and dust that rained down on and around her. A movement of arms combined with thought swept the dust off the shield so it wouldn't settle on her once the chakra shifted.

She tracked the Akatsuki's hand. For indeed, it was Akatsuki; she recognized those whorls of red on sable. Wasn't that lovely. Not rising to the verbal bait she instead grabbed a sizable chunk of the chakra from where it circled around her and, ignoring the pain of the skin of her palm getting burned, fashioned the chakra into several vague kunai shapes before flinging them all at the blond. All were aimed for various points on the Akatsuki's body, except for the two aimed for the pouch.

[anbu_moon]

Having gotten as many civilians out of the danger zone as he could, Yuugao followed the monk - Chiriku - swirling with chakra. It was a technique he'd never seen before, but he knew that she was most definitely on his side. He was just far enough behind that as he got outside he saw Deidara leap to the ground. Chiriku attacked without hesitation and Yuugao stuck to the wall. If he could get off one good sneak attack...he very well could gain an upperhand.

Yuugao hid himself against the wall with a genjutsu and was glad that he'd chosen to wear the black hakama. If he'd been wearing his gold kimono he would've stuck out like a sore thumb -- at least this way the genjutsu only had to disguise his skin. He prepared his garrote wires and prepped his chakra. One good shot would likely be his best bet, he just had to time it right.

Deidara Post

[tobiisagoodgirl]

This monk was good. Her... her attacks were almost elegant. Beautiful, even. And fairly easy to dodge, for a member of Akatsuki.

...except for the one that she couldn't stop from hitting her pouch.

Deidara hissed a curse and then threw her pouch from her body, diving away. And as soon as that chakra stuck the pouch of explosives clay, things got even more interesting. The pouch exploded with a thunderous boom, the area being enveloped in hot, white light.

Despite her preparedness and moving, Deidara was flung against a wall hard. For a moment she couldn't see anything but the afterimages from the light and all she could hear in her ears was ringing. But she had enough sense to release the tiny spiders the mouth in her hand had been able to make. They crawled over the floor and out, looking for its enemies. Slowly, her seeing and sight came back though, and she grinned a little bit at the monk.

"... not bad, un. Not bad."

[yuuhi_kureno]

Kureno and Aki split up soon upon arriving and finding they were too late to fulfill their hopes of an advanced warning. The only thing left to do after was divide and conquer, finding essential people and either informing them or fighting them depending on which side they were on.

Cutting through the building, Kureno came out into the open area (a courtyard maybe? it was hard to recognized through all the wreckage) where Chiriku-san was defending herself against a multitude of...clay figures? ...Exploding clay figures. That would make them more frightening and deadly and thus cause need of extreme caution, wouldn't it. Right

[chiriku]

Chiriku nodded briefly in acknowledgement, her eyes still tracking where Deidara went. The jutsu Kureno-san had performed gave the monk a chance to catch her breath. There really was nothing to do about her ruined robes, except to be glad she had on her leathers underneath. The chakra wouldn't damage those easily, so the only real problems would be her exposed shoulder joints, the palms of her hands, and her fingers.

...and her neck and collar area, when the robes finally burned. Potentially even her face. (At least she didn't have hair to catch fire.) Nuts! When she got back to the temple, she was going to sit with the tailor and seamstress about making a set of formal robes that were as easy to remove as her regular ones.

Worry about the Akatsuki now and the robes later, she told herself. "We need to find if she's another source of clay; that seems to be her primary offensive tactic. I've destroyed one bag that was on her side."

[yuuhi_kureno]

The jounin nodded. Made sense. That would certainly explain the clay creatures earlier. If the Akatsuki made them on the spot that could be trouble, but if they didn't have the means...

"Any particular plan so far?" he asked, needing to know if he was going to be interrupting a scheme with any certain jutsu.

[chiriku]

"Kill her," Chiriku said simply and calmly. That was the only plan. This was an Akatsuki who threatened the Daimyo and his family, nevermind being an international criminal. Clemency wasn't for one such as that--especially not from one of the Twelve.

Even if one was a monk.

"Suggestions as to the 'how' would not be disregarded."

Deidara Post

[tobiisagoodgirl]

Oh look! Someone else!

Deidara did easily jump back from the spikes, flipping over and landing on a broken piece of wall. She eyed the newcomer, and then grinned, seeing him speaking too the monk. So she cupped her hands around her mouth, yelling. "It's not nice to talk about others behind their back, un! You should be nicer!"

But, really, this was distracting her from her original task. Sarutobi seemed to have disappeared and this just would not do. Hopefully a few spiders had survived that other blast and would crawl out now, to take care of these pesky too. Which was almost sad- the monks attacks, with a little more finesse, really could have been art.

"Time to go~" Deidara chimed, moving to leap back. "I have to meet Sarutobi-san, un~"

Re: Deidara Post

[anbu_moon]

Yuugao had used his time wisely and snuck around to make the most use of his attack. When Deidara opened her mouth to announce her exit, Yuugao acted. Tiny, almost invisible garrote wire shot out from the packs under Yuugao's wrists and his chakra guided them with deadly accuracy.

Before Deidara had finished her second "un", it was already too late. One wire had gone around her torso and was closing in fast, another was mimicking the first but with her legs, a third threatened to remove her scalp, and the fourth -- it it had her left arm by the upper bicep.

In a split-second he pulled them tighter and the arm fell off with a neat cut, the top of her head was raked by the wire -- blood gushed from the head, of course -- and the remaining wires jerked Deidara off her feet.

Yuugao grinned to himself in the shadows of a tree. He had just disarmed and pinned an Akatsuki. And in his formal wear, no less.

Deidara Post

[tobiisagoodgirl]

One moment she was up. The next she was down, writhing in agony.

Deidara couldn't help the surprised scream that escaped her lips, twisting in the wires and making them dig in even more. Her good eye went impossibly wide and looked over to the arm on the ground and blood gushing from the now useless stump. Red coated her vision as the blood splashed down her face and she started screaming again, but now in rage. She fought, kicked, and screamed to get out of the wires, her rage only growing as she found she couldn't.

Fine. They wanted to play that way? Then they could play that way. And they would regret it.

Her grin turned maniacal and her free arm yanked at the coat on her chest. She ripped it open, and then started to tear off the shirt underneath. Once the markings on her chest were exposed, she started to yank off her pouch, to pour it in the now, what appeared to be, gaping mouth. "This is art, UN!"

[yuuhi_kureno]

Kureno had to disagree. "This is bad."

He wasn't sure what that "mouth" in the Akatsuki's chest was, or what feeding it clay would do exactly. He only knew that Chiriku had said keeping her away from clay was a good thing and that this one was now in a desperate state for vengeance, and powerful beings in desperate states often spelled Very Bad Things. Yuugao's cunning use of wires may keep the Akatsuki held for a while, but maybe not long enough.

"Chiriku-san!" Kureno turned to her with no instruction or command in mind. If anything, he looked to her to make sure they were on the same page, and check who would be making the first move so they wouldn't be running into each other.