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Log; Complete
When; January 18th, midday to eveningish?
Rating; PG-13, mainly for Yaya's potty-mouth~
Characters; Tayuya {![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
violentflutist} and Glinda {popular_likeme}
Summary; Tayuya spots Glinda and decides to test and see if the Good Witch will heed her warnings and run at the sight of her. Unfortunately, Glinda picks this moment to make a stand.
Log;
Glinda struggled with the two heavy boxes in her arms. Moving was no easy feat, especially when attempted alone and in a manner so as not to attract the attention of a certain red-haired ninja.
She shifted the box on top, peering around it and blowing a few strands of yellow hair out of her eyes. Glinda had taken to keeping her hair down and wearing simple pants and blouses, harboring a small hope that she wouldn’t be so easily recognized out of a pink gown.
Tayuya sighed, lounging across the wide railing of her balcony, one leg propped against the wood and the other dangling off the edge. Bored. Bored. Bored. She had no missions, no jobs, and a girl used to being told what to do for once did not have such a presence. She moved, after Orochimaru and Kabuto had left. Sealed the old apartment, booby-trapped it to hell, taken Suigintou and left. Had even taken up with her absent master’s contract with the doll, who was sitting in the other room. The ninja was distracting herself at least, thinking of such things. But her attention was caught by a flash of gold in the streets below.
Glinda the Good.
The bitch had done well, avoiding Tayuya. Her anger had quieted, but it still simmered. Of course, the witch was walking away, but… Tayuya decided to test her. She’d told the other woman that if she saw Tayuya, she should run the other way if she wanted her life intact. Time to test the princess’s survival instinct.
“Going shopping,” she commented openly, knowing Suigintou liked Glinda. Didn’t need to involve her in this. Tayuya almost felt guilty, slipping to her feet and heading up, catching balconies in sturdy hands until she reached the roof.
The Sound ninja waited until Glinda was two blocks away. Her residence was not known to many yet, and it would do nothing to have this bitch’s friends know.
A grin spreading to her face, Tayuya loved a good confrontation, she suddenly flung herself from the roof, landing on all fours directly on the boxes in Glinda’s hands, ripping them from her grip and crashing to the ground, where the ninja then stood among the small wreckage.
“Hello, Glinda.”
The impact from the collision forced Glinda back onto the pavement. Her first reaction as the boxes began to fall had been anger at the probable loss of the valuable things in them. But as an all too familiar voice followed the sounds of shattering glass, the anger drained from her body and was replaced by a heavy, sick fear.
“Tayuya.” The witch did all she could to put some confidence behind her voice as she said the redheaded woman’s name from the ground. Glinda had faced the most powerful man in Oz, had sent him away, had ruled all of Oz on her own, but in the face of a girl much younger than she was, she lost all manner of courage.
Pulling herself up from the ground, Glinda began to back away from the ninja, fully intent on running away. She had known there would be an eventual confrontation between them; she just hadn’t expected it to come so soon. And unlike the last time they had met, there would be no Greed there to pry the younger woman off the older one.
“Good to see you alive, Glinda.” Tayuya smirked, reaching down to pick a shard of glass from the bottom of her sandal. “I guess Orochimaru didn’t slit your throat deep enough to kill you permanently.” She was going to flee. Good. For her, anyway. The ninja held the glass piece in her hand, motioning against her throat as she spoke.
Glinda’s hand reached protectively for her throat. The tender skin beneath her chin was untorn now, but she could still feel the puckered scar Shizune had left under her fingers. She took another step back, wanting to run, but afraid to turn her back on the girl. “Tayuya, please…”
“Please?” Tayuya was irritated. She wasn’t running yet? That wouldn’t do at all. Not enough fear, obviously. Not a healthy amount, anyway. “Please kill you?” The Sound ninja began idly flipping the sharp piece of glass, always catching it between her deft fingers. “Please stop reminding you of your stupidity?” Her face was changing from intrigued to irritated. “Please let you meddle in things I’ve claim in?”
“No, none of those,” Glinda answered, doing her best to follow the broken shard of glass with her eyes. Another step back. Half a step, and then stop. “… Claim?”
“Yes bitch, claim,” Tayuya snapped. “Not the sole one, you surely understand, but a stake of interest nonetheless.” Noting the witch following the glass, she began twirling it between her knuckles as someone would a coin, petty street tricks she’d learned in her youth. “With all those fucking hints you dropped at me, don’t even pretend you didn’t know.” The ninja was getting more irritated. She was done with him, she was, but a sore spot it remained with her, evident as the glass suddenly shot from her fingers, neatly lopping off a strand of hair as it whizzed past Glinda’s face. “And I don’t like bitches I hate meddling in my affairs.”
Glinda dropped to the ground with a cry, arms covering her head. She had felt the wind as the glass flew by, and was slightly amazed that Tayuya hadn’t aimed it elsewhere. Glinda knew that if the girl wanted to hit her, she wouldn’t miss. “I knew that you had been involved before,” she said, looking up from her crouched position. “But I didn’t know you felt that strongly about him.”
Tayuya, the part of Tayuya that remained her old self, cold, ruthless, sadistic, laughed aloud at the reaction. The scream of terror. Lovely. “I don’t give a fuck how much you knew, but you knew, and if you knew anything about me, you’d know I guard those I associate with closely.” The ninja calmly picked up another glass shard. “No matter how strongly I feel about them. If I feel at all, they’re none of your goddamned business.” She smirked at a thought. “You don’t see me trying to get with that military man, or me trying to get chummy with that green bitch you’ve got.”
The blonde witch stood, arms falling away from their protective position. She probably could have stood any insult Tayuya threw at her, but… “Don’t say anything about Elphaba. Don’t you even think about her.” The mention of Elphaba had made her angry, and she rose to protect her friend. Tayuya’s reference to Havoc, however, sent a sharp pang of guilt through her insides, though she tried not to let the other girl see. “It’s really none of your business who I associate with. And I’m not the only one involved here. He could have said something at anytime,” she said, feet carrying her one step closer to Tayuya with each sentence.
“Oh?” Tayuya smiled. “Touchy?” She was curious, what suicidal tendency was leading the blonde closer, not farther away. “I’m thinking about driving her insane with my flute right now, what’re you going to do about it?” The ninja intentionally left herself wide open, letting the glass fall from her fingers. Testing.
Glinda could stand the redhead’s taunts no longer. She closed the distance between them and took a swing at the girl, pale fingers coming in contact with Tayuya’s darker face. “I swear to you, Tayuya, whether you kill me or not, I will never let you do that to her.” The pitch of her voce had raised and she was almost yelling. She clenched her fists, willing herself not to strike the ninja again.
The ninja hardly moved. The only movement her face made was the widening of her grin.
First blow.
The curse seal released without warning, the heady power beginning to flood her system as the familiar feel of bone horns sprouted from her skull, the talons from her nails, the sharpening of teeth and the darkening of skin. The extra power beyond her capacity immediately filtered off through the dainty ring on one hand. Now she’d have to keep this quick. Suigintou would be coming soon, able to sense to power surge. The ninja sprang, knocking the witch to the ground amidst the broken glass and boxes, pinning her. Long red hair formed a curtain around them as the flutist leaned in close, voice a low, mocking whisper. “You can’t stop me from doing anything.”
Having seen Tayuya change once before, Glinda wasn’t as shocked as she watched the girl transform. She had only a moment for a quick prayer before the ninja lunged at her, hoping that she’d leave the street alive.
“Don’t think I won’t try,” Glinda answered, trying to ignore the broken glass digging into her back. She tried to push Tayuya off, but the girl was strong, too strong. All Glinda could think about was getting out from under the ninja. And suddenly, the pressure was gone and the whole City was tinted the palest shade of blue.
That bubble, or whatever the hell it was, caught Tayuya by surprise, forcing her off as it expanded about the witch’s body. Defensive. How cute. “Nice trick, Glinda.” Tayuya picked up a blood-stained shard, flinging it as she would a kunai knife and watching it bounce back. “Looks like the people who begged me not to kill you were partly wrong.” She began stalking the edges, her voice adopting a high, mocking tone. “Don’t hurt Glinda! She’s weaker, she’s harmless, she’s defenseless.”
“Was defenseless.” Glinda stood, the movement causing her to cry out in pain. She reached around to her back, fingers finding glass shards embedded in her skin. “Was defenseless,” she repeated, turning around in the hollow sphere, examining it from every angle. “I haven’t been able to do this since I came here.” The tint of the bubble changed, no longer blue, but clear and slightly reflective. But she didn’t dare let the shield die.
“All you’ve got is one bubble, bitch.” Tayuya smirked. “And you’re too weak to even take that pain.” Then ninja paused as if noticing something, reaching down to pick glass from her exposed shins. Hadn’t felt it, thanks to the curse seal. “What you do have is little friends ready to defend you. But I don’t see any of those anywhere. You and the froggy one have a fallout?” A pout. “How sad.”
The bubble flickered for only a split second. Glinda mentally chided herself. If she let it happen again, a split second would be all the ninja needed. “I told you not talk about Elphaba. I meant, what I said, Tayuya, and if I can do this,” she gestured to the surrounding sphere, “then who knows what else I can do now.”
“Then show me.” Abruptly the ninja was against the bubble, a snarl as the large horns on her head butted uselessly against the sphere. “Show ME!”
“No.” Glinda refused to attack the girl, not because she didn’t want to, but because she didn’t know how far her powers extended. Perhaps Tayuya was right, and all she had was this bubble. As dangerous as she knew Tayuya was, she didn’t want to take her chances now, not when her life depended on it.
“Coward,” Tayuya spat, ramming against the bubble with her shoulder, wishing she had her flute. That would break this in no time. But the flute was at her apartment with her other weapons. “You can strike me when I’m like this,” She let the seal recede slightly, acting coming to play as she touched her cheek gingerly before turning back, “but you can’t like this?”
“I am not a coward!” Glinda pushed outward with her mind and the bubble did the same, sending a surge of power out at Tayuya, who was forced to the ground. “I don’t care what you look like, Tayuya. I don’t care what form you take, I just… I don’t want to fight you.”
Tayuya smirked, the expression never fading. She had a bubble. A bubble that could expand and contract and shove. Terribly impressive. Really. But she didn’t try to get up, instead crossing her legs idly and leaning back on her hands, stretching comfortably. She’d noted the flicked of the bubble under the insults. Not she just had to step it up. “So tell me, Glinda.” The ninja found her talons infinitely interesting. “Have you told Havoc how you writhed under Greed’s touch? Have you told Elphaba?” Tayuya stressed the names, letting the witch know exactly how ninjas who dealt in stealth operated.
Glinda tried, but she couldn’t hold the sphere. The shield died, the witch’s face filled with colour. She was open, defenseless, and couldn’t bring herself to answer Tayuya.
“Didn’t think so,” was the ninja’s reply before she was up and moving, cursed strength lifting the woman from the ground, talons digging into the throat. Not too hard. After a moment, the witch was lowered enough that Tayuya could press closer, horns locking in the blonde’s hair, hand still clasping her throat and her mouth an inch from the older woman’s ear. “Now Glinda, we need to have a little chat, don’t you think?” Her voice grew suddenly hard. “Nod.”
Glinda struggled with the decision to either turn and spit in the girl’s face or nod, but in her current position, she decided it would be best to do the latter.
“Good girl,” Tayuya murmured, loosening her grip slightly. “Now…” Her free hand was suddenly in Glinda’s vision as Tayuya began jaggedly lopping off the blonde tresses, letting the hair fall about them. “You’re weak, you’re worthless, and you can’t beat me.” The hand tightened again, drawing blood this time. “If I choose, you die this very moment, Glinda the Good.”
Tears sprang to Glinda’s eyes as the girl continued to hack at her hair. She wouldn’t mourn the loss as much as she was sure Tayuya hoped. She cried because Tayuya was right. When the chance to run had presented itself, she should have taken it.
Still dangling from Tayuya’s grasp, Glinda began to kick at her captor. “My name is Glinda Arduenna,” she said, kicking furiously. “Let me go.” Another bubble formed between them, forcing the two apart for the second time. Swirls of red flowed through the new sphere, formed from anger and fear. Glinda collapsed inside, gasping for breath.
“Nice bubble, Glinda.” The kicks never registered in her brain, though she idly noted they may bruise. “Good thing you dropped that title from your name. What did I tell you about playing with the bad girls?” The glass shard was tossed aside, that hand beginning to flash through a series of handseals. She preferred to work jutsu from her flute, these were weaker, but no matter.” A deep breath and the fire spewed from her mouth, enveloping the bubble, licking hungrily. Her element jutsu were weak, but enough to injure, intimidate. And then a bunshin, a simple shadow clone, mere illusion, walked through the flame, smiling and tapping on the bubble with a wave.
The flames had been enough to stun Glinda, and she lost her hold on the anger that kept the bubble around her. She crouched lower in an attempt to avoid the fire, quickly losing track of Tayuya in the blaze.
The flames disappeared as quickly as they’d come, along with the shadow clone. Sighing, she hadn’t expected this to be so annoying, the ninja approached, crouching down with a smile. “Now remember, Glinda.” She spoke as if lecturing a small child. “Your life is in my hands.” Her hand found the woman’s throat, tipping her chin, blue, tear-stained eyes meeting blackened ones and golden irises. “Run next time, bitch.” And then her thumb found the pressure point, abruptly tossing Glinda into the realm of unconsciousness. Tayuya gave another sigh, standing and beginning to seal away her curse, walking away. She could feel Suigintou nearby. Now she’d have to explain this to the doll.
Great. Just great.
Rating; PG-13, mainly for Yaya's potty-mouth~
Characters; Tayuya {
violentflutist} and Glinda {popular_likeme}Summary; Tayuya spots Glinda and decides to test and see if the Good Witch will heed her warnings and run at the sight of her. Unfortunately, Glinda picks this moment to make a stand.
Log;
Glinda struggled with the two heavy boxes in her arms. Moving was no easy feat, especially when attempted alone and in a manner so as not to attract the attention of a certain red-haired ninja.
She shifted the box on top, peering around it and blowing a few strands of yellow hair out of her eyes. Glinda had taken to keeping her hair down and wearing simple pants and blouses, harboring a small hope that she wouldn’t be so easily recognized out of a pink gown.
Tayuya sighed, lounging across the wide railing of her balcony, one leg propped against the wood and the other dangling off the edge. Bored. Bored. Bored. She had no missions, no jobs, and a girl used to being told what to do for once did not have such a presence. She moved, after Orochimaru and Kabuto had left. Sealed the old apartment, booby-trapped it to hell, taken Suigintou and left. Had even taken up with her absent master’s contract with the doll, who was sitting in the other room. The ninja was distracting herself at least, thinking of such things. But her attention was caught by a flash of gold in the streets below.
Glinda the Good.
The bitch had done well, avoiding Tayuya. Her anger had quieted, but it still simmered. Of course, the witch was walking away, but… Tayuya decided to test her. She’d told the other woman that if she saw Tayuya, she should run the other way if she wanted her life intact. Time to test the princess’s survival instinct.
“Going shopping,” she commented openly, knowing Suigintou liked Glinda. Didn’t need to involve her in this. Tayuya almost felt guilty, slipping to her feet and heading up, catching balconies in sturdy hands until she reached the roof.
The Sound ninja waited until Glinda was two blocks away. Her residence was not known to many yet, and it would do nothing to have this bitch’s friends know.
A grin spreading to her face, Tayuya loved a good confrontation, she suddenly flung herself from the roof, landing on all fours directly on the boxes in Glinda’s hands, ripping them from her grip and crashing to the ground, where the ninja then stood among the small wreckage.
“Hello, Glinda.”
The impact from the collision forced Glinda back onto the pavement. Her first reaction as the boxes began to fall had been anger at the probable loss of the valuable things in them. But as an all too familiar voice followed the sounds of shattering glass, the anger drained from her body and was replaced by a heavy, sick fear.
“Tayuya.” The witch did all she could to put some confidence behind her voice as she said the redheaded woman’s name from the ground. Glinda had faced the most powerful man in Oz, had sent him away, had ruled all of Oz on her own, but in the face of a girl much younger than she was, she lost all manner of courage.
Pulling herself up from the ground, Glinda began to back away from the ninja, fully intent on running away. She had known there would be an eventual confrontation between them; she just hadn’t expected it to come so soon. And unlike the last time they had met, there would be no Greed there to pry the younger woman off the older one.
“Good to see you alive, Glinda.” Tayuya smirked, reaching down to pick a shard of glass from the bottom of her sandal. “I guess Orochimaru didn’t slit your throat deep enough to kill you permanently.” She was going to flee. Good. For her, anyway. The ninja held the glass piece in her hand, motioning against her throat as she spoke.
Glinda’s hand reached protectively for her throat. The tender skin beneath her chin was untorn now, but she could still feel the puckered scar Shizune had left under her fingers. She took another step back, wanting to run, but afraid to turn her back on the girl. “Tayuya, please…”
“Please?” Tayuya was irritated. She wasn’t running yet? That wouldn’t do at all. Not enough fear, obviously. Not a healthy amount, anyway. “Please kill you?” The Sound ninja began idly flipping the sharp piece of glass, always catching it between her deft fingers. “Please stop reminding you of your stupidity?” Her face was changing from intrigued to irritated. “Please let you meddle in things I’ve claim in?”
“No, none of those,” Glinda answered, doing her best to follow the broken shard of glass with her eyes. Another step back. Half a step, and then stop. “… Claim?”
“Yes bitch, claim,” Tayuya snapped. “Not the sole one, you surely understand, but a stake of interest nonetheless.” Noting the witch following the glass, she began twirling it between her knuckles as someone would a coin, petty street tricks she’d learned in her youth. “With all those fucking hints you dropped at me, don’t even pretend you didn’t know.” The ninja was getting more irritated. She was done with him, she was, but a sore spot it remained with her, evident as the glass suddenly shot from her fingers, neatly lopping off a strand of hair as it whizzed past Glinda’s face. “And I don’t like bitches I hate meddling in my affairs.”
Glinda dropped to the ground with a cry, arms covering her head. She had felt the wind as the glass flew by, and was slightly amazed that Tayuya hadn’t aimed it elsewhere. Glinda knew that if the girl wanted to hit her, she wouldn’t miss. “I knew that you had been involved before,” she said, looking up from her crouched position. “But I didn’t know you felt that strongly about him.”
Tayuya, the part of Tayuya that remained her old self, cold, ruthless, sadistic, laughed aloud at the reaction. The scream of terror. Lovely. “I don’t give a fuck how much you knew, but you knew, and if you knew anything about me, you’d know I guard those I associate with closely.” The ninja calmly picked up another glass shard. “No matter how strongly I feel about them. If I feel at all, they’re none of your goddamned business.” She smirked at a thought. “You don’t see me trying to get with that military man, or me trying to get chummy with that green bitch you’ve got.”
The blonde witch stood, arms falling away from their protective position. She probably could have stood any insult Tayuya threw at her, but… “Don’t say anything about Elphaba. Don’t you even think about her.” The mention of Elphaba had made her angry, and she rose to protect her friend. Tayuya’s reference to Havoc, however, sent a sharp pang of guilt through her insides, though she tried not to let the other girl see. “It’s really none of your business who I associate with. And I’m not the only one involved here. He could have said something at anytime,” she said, feet carrying her one step closer to Tayuya with each sentence.
“Oh?” Tayuya smiled. “Touchy?” She was curious, what suicidal tendency was leading the blonde closer, not farther away. “I’m thinking about driving her insane with my flute right now, what’re you going to do about it?” The ninja intentionally left herself wide open, letting the glass fall from her fingers. Testing.
Glinda could stand the redhead’s taunts no longer. She closed the distance between them and took a swing at the girl, pale fingers coming in contact with Tayuya’s darker face. “I swear to you, Tayuya, whether you kill me or not, I will never let you do that to her.” The pitch of her voce had raised and she was almost yelling. She clenched her fists, willing herself not to strike the ninja again.
The ninja hardly moved. The only movement her face made was the widening of her grin.
First blow.
The curse seal released without warning, the heady power beginning to flood her system as the familiar feel of bone horns sprouted from her skull, the talons from her nails, the sharpening of teeth and the darkening of skin. The extra power beyond her capacity immediately filtered off through the dainty ring on one hand. Now she’d have to keep this quick. Suigintou would be coming soon, able to sense to power surge. The ninja sprang, knocking the witch to the ground amidst the broken glass and boxes, pinning her. Long red hair formed a curtain around them as the flutist leaned in close, voice a low, mocking whisper. “You can’t stop me from doing anything.”
Having seen Tayuya change once before, Glinda wasn’t as shocked as she watched the girl transform. She had only a moment for a quick prayer before the ninja lunged at her, hoping that she’d leave the street alive.
“Don’t think I won’t try,” Glinda answered, trying to ignore the broken glass digging into her back. She tried to push Tayuya off, but the girl was strong, too strong. All Glinda could think about was getting out from under the ninja. And suddenly, the pressure was gone and the whole City was tinted the palest shade of blue.
That bubble, or whatever the hell it was, caught Tayuya by surprise, forcing her off as it expanded about the witch’s body. Defensive. How cute. “Nice trick, Glinda.” Tayuya picked up a blood-stained shard, flinging it as she would a kunai knife and watching it bounce back. “Looks like the people who begged me not to kill you were partly wrong.” She began stalking the edges, her voice adopting a high, mocking tone. “Don’t hurt Glinda! She’s weaker, she’s harmless, she’s defenseless.”
“Was defenseless.” Glinda stood, the movement causing her to cry out in pain. She reached around to her back, fingers finding glass shards embedded in her skin. “Was defenseless,” she repeated, turning around in the hollow sphere, examining it from every angle. “I haven’t been able to do this since I came here.” The tint of the bubble changed, no longer blue, but clear and slightly reflective. But she didn’t dare let the shield die.
“All you’ve got is one bubble, bitch.” Tayuya smirked. “And you’re too weak to even take that pain.” Then ninja paused as if noticing something, reaching down to pick glass from her exposed shins. Hadn’t felt it, thanks to the curse seal. “What you do have is little friends ready to defend you. But I don’t see any of those anywhere. You and the froggy one have a fallout?” A pout. “How sad.”
The bubble flickered for only a split second. Glinda mentally chided herself. If she let it happen again, a split second would be all the ninja needed. “I told you not talk about Elphaba. I meant, what I said, Tayuya, and if I can do this,” she gestured to the surrounding sphere, “then who knows what else I can do now.”
“Then show me.” Abruptly the ninja was against the bubble, a snarl as the large horns on her head butted uselessly against the sphere. “Show ME!”
“No.” Glinda refused to attack the girl, not because she didn’t want to, but because she didn’t know how far her powers extended. Perhaps Tayuya was right, and all she had was this bubble. As dangerous as she knew Tayuya was, she didn’t want to take her chances now, not when her life depended on it.
“Coward,” Tayuya spat, ramming against the bubble with her shoulder, wishing she had her flute. That would break this in no time. But the flute was at her apartment with her other weapons. “You can strike me when I’m like this,” She let the seal recede slightly, acting coming to play as she touched her cheek gingerly before turning back, “but you can’t like this?”
“I am not a coward!” Glinda pushed outward with her mind and the bubble did the same, sending a surge of power out at Tayuya, who was forced to the ground. “I don’t care what you look like, Tayuya. I don’t care what form you take, I just… I don’t want to fight you.”
Tayuya smirked, the expression never fading. She had a bubble. A bubble that could expand and contract and shove. Terribly impressive. Really. But she didn’t try to get up, instead crossing her legs idly and leaning back on her hands, stretching comfortably. She’d noted the flicked of the bubble under the insults. Not she just had to step it up. “So tell me, Glinda.” The ninja found her talons infinitely interesting. “Have you told Havoc how you writhed under Greed’s touch? Have you told Elphaba?” Tayuya stressed the names, letting the witch know exactly how ninjas who dealt in stealth operated.
Glinda tried, but she couldn’t hold the sphere. The shield died, the witch’s face filled with colour. She was open, defenseless, and couldn’t bring herself to answer Tayuya.
“Didn’t think so,” was the ninja’s reply before she was up and moving, cursed strength lifting the woman from the ground, talons digging into the throat. Not too hard. After a moment, the witch was lowered enough that Tayuya could press closer, horns locking in the blonde’s hair, hand still clasping her throat and her mouth an inch from the older woman’s ear. “Now Glinda, we need to have a little chat, don’t you think?” Her voice grew suddenly hard. “Nod.”
Glinda struggled with the decision to either turn and spit in the girl’s face or nod, but in her current position, she decided it would be best to do the latter.
“Good girl,” Tayuya murmured, loosening her grip slightly. “Now…” Her free hand was suddenly in Glinda’s vision as Tayuya began jaggedly lopping off the blonde tresses, letting the hair fall about them. “You’re weak, you’re worthless, and you can’t beat me.” The hand tightened again, drawing blood this time. “If I choose, you die this very moment, Glinda the Good.”
Tears sprang to Glinda’s eyes as the girl continued to hack at her hair. She wouldn’t mourn the loss as much as she was sure Tayuya hoped. She cried because Tayuya was right. When the chance to run had presented itself, she should have taken it.
Still dangling from Tayuya’s grasp, Glinda began to kick at her captor. “My name is Glinda Arduenna,” she said, kicking furiously. “Let me go.” Another bubble formed between them, forcing the two apart for the second time. Swirls of red flowed through the new sphere, formed from anger and fear. Glinda collapsed inside, gasping for breath.
“Nice bubble, Glinda.” The kicks never registered in her brain, though she idly noted they may bruise. “Good thing you dropped that title from your name. What did I tell you about playing with the bad girls?” The glass shard was tossed aside, that hand beginning to flash through a series of handseals. She preferred to work jutsu from her flute, these were weaker, but no matter.” A deep breath and the fire spewed from her mouth, enveloping the bubble, licking hungrily. Her element jutsu were weak, but enough to injure, intimidate. And then a bunshin, a simple shadow clone, mere illusion, walked through the flame, smiling and tapping on the bubble with a wave.
The flames had been enough to stun Glinda, and she lost her hold on the anger that kept the bubble around her. She crouched lower in an attempt to avoid the fire, quickly losing track of Tayuya in the blaze.
The flames disappeared as quickly as they’d come, along with the shadow clone. Sighing, she hadn’t expected this to be so annoying, the ninja approached, crouching down with a smile. “Now remember, Glinda.” She spoke as if lecturing a small child. “Your life is in my hands.” Her hand found the woman’s throat, tipping her chin, blue, tear-stained eyes meeting blackened ones and golden irises. “Run next time, bitch.” And then her thumb found the pressure point, abruptly tossing Glinda into the realm of unconsciousness. Tayuya gave another sigh, standing and beginning to seal away her curse, walking away. She could feel Suigintou nearby. Now she’d have to explain this to the doll.
Great. Just great.