Akatsuki no Yin
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Call my name and save me from the dark...
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Post by Akatsuki no Yin on Dec 31, 2008 11:12:03 GMT -5
"Get her! Get her! Capture the demon!"
The words rang through her ears as her head slowly turned and dark eyes blinked. Her head tilted as she saw the shinobi coming toward her. A look of 'who, me?' was shot toward them as she slowly laid down the orange she had been inspecting. Demon? Ah! Getsugakure's Demon! The nickname she had earned some time ago. It was nice to know they called her a demon as if they thought she really was one. Yin chuckled a low, amused chuckle before she turned and started to walk away. It would probably confuse them a tad as to why she was walking away while they were running toward her and prepared to capture her. To Yin, these little shinobi were not much of a problem to her.
An explosion erupted as soon as their feet reached the orange she had just placed down. A twisted smirk spread onto her features and her eyes were a deep crimson. Her fangs showed slightly in her smirk and they seemed to glisten. Screams echoed throughout the village as people quickly went to see if the poor shinobi were ok. They were all probably dead or were burning slowly to their death. Yin had showed no mercy when she had placed the bomb inside that orange. Shadow bombs were always so easy to place and nobody would ever seem to notice it. She wondered when the shinobi would finally realize that everywhere was a danger and would give up already. Yin would not be taken down by the weakest of the weak. To her everyone in Getsugakure was weak and worthless.
The dark-haired woman made her way out of the village with a now calmed expression. She was done with her village for the day. It was a huge bore to her. Where was anything exciting? Yin leaned up against a tree and closed her eyes, sighing. Surely there was someone amusing around here somewhere? Not everyone in this area had to be a total bore! Yin wondered what had lured her back to her village this week. She was planning on leaving very soon but she questioned why she had come back in the first place. There was never anything here for her except fearful villagers and a lot of things to blow up. But blowing up stuff was never fun unless they actually fought back!
What village should she go to next? Maybe Konohagakure was entertaining? Her eyes sparkled as the possibilities raced through her mind. Yes, she could go to Konoha! Or Kiri! Yin Izumi could go anywhere she pleased and could escape consequences. The woman laughed a bit and her mood was lifted. Plotting the demise of another place had distracted her enough to wash the boredom away. It actually distracted her from everything surrounding her...
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Sanny
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Post by Sanny on Jan 1, 2009 14:01:44 GMT -5
Deidara's patience was beginning to wear thin. Not to mention, he wasn't on this mission willingly. Or the fact that he didn't even want a woman, yet. They were bothersome and moody. (Like Konan, for example.) In Deidara's personal opinion, the only thing these women were good for was complaining and taking up space. Many of the other Akatsuki thought something similar. Even if he so 'bred', no one would be able to even compare to him or his art. Perhaps Sasori, but master Sasori never did respect Deidara. Poor Sasori couldn't have his own woman...which was pretty amusing. Poor Pinocchio. All he ever desired was to be a real boy, right? Wrong. Hmm, a new nickname!
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