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[Character name]: Seto Nakamura
[Rank]: Jounin
[Chakra pool]: 530
[Seven tailed host]
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Seto flew threw the trees from branch to branch. It was a royal pain in the a**, but he had been sent to Konoha to deliver a message. He didn't so much mind the Hokage. He seemed like a halfway decent human being, unlike most of the scumbags he came across. It wasn't important anyhow. He'd be in and out and then he'd go straight home. The less he had to deal with people, the better for him in his humble opinion. He stopped for a brief moment, he could feel all of the vibrations around him from the tree branch that he was stood on. He unzipped the top if his jacket, sniffing the air. His sense of smell being as acute as it was was might give him some sort of idea of who it is. He picked up a faint but slightly familiar scent...Perfume? It certainly smelled like something a woman would use. He decided that whomever it was, it was probably a female someone. He zipped his jacket back up and decided to go and investigate. Once he closed in he could see a very familiar sight of a cloak with red clouds on it. His brow furrowed, he didn't care about the people in Konoha. But if he could take out what he assumed was an Akatsuki member, then all the better for himself really. He launched himself out of the tree line, landing on a branch somewhere in front of her. His expression showing no emotion, although the vast majority of his face was covered anyhow. "That cloak....That's an Akatsuki cloak isn't it? You have about five seconds to explain before things get ugly."

[Character name]: Seto Nakamura
[Rank]: Jounin
[Chakra pool]: 530
[Seven tailed host]
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Seto looked her over as she showed him her headband. Looking into her eyes, he tried to gauge whether or not she was telling the truth. Althoug her eyes seemed like they wouldn't be giving away her secrets any time soon. He really didn't care what she said, she was wearing Akatsuki robes. And only a member of the Akatsuki would do that. What reason would someone have to wear that otherwise? It was like him dressing up in women's clothing and then claiming not to be a transvestite. He summed his confusion up in a single movement, a raised eyebrow. He could feel the millions of insects crawling underneath his skin. They were hungry, he hadn't been sent on any missions which would allow him to kill or simply drain people of their chakra in quite a long time. He was just itching for a fight. And this so called "citizen returning home" seemed like just the right kind of target practice for him. He tilted his head from side, cracking his neck in an imposing manner. He then peered ever so slightly over the top of his sunglasses. His brilliant mind going a mile a minute. "This is going to be a long night...."

He reached up with his right hand, pushing his sunglasses further up on his nose so that his eyes could no longer be seen. If things were about to go down then he wanted to be ready for it. Kikaichu left his body and clung to the inside of his coat, somewhere they wouldn't be seen but were still ready. Meaning that they were already out and ready to go at a moments notice. He began to consider what kind of opponent she was. She had the look of an Uchiha about her, but she didn't have her Sharingan active. So that was just an assumption, and assumptions were not something he could simply afford. He decided upon the strategy of letting her try to make the first move. But how could he make that happen?"Bullshit. I don't buy it. As I see it you have two options open to you. You can either turn around and leave, or you can fight me. And that won't end well for you. I've dealt with your kind before and they all failed to bring me in too. Do you really want to go there?"He was assuming that she knew about the demon. Why else would someone wearing an Akatsuki cloak just happen to show up in the exact same place he would be? It was all just far too big of a coincidence for his liking.

[Character name]: Seto Nakamura
[Rank]: Jounin
[Chakra pool]: 530
[Seven tailed host]
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Seto only let out a short but loud laugh at the idea of dying this day. He watched her intently through his dark sunglasses. The moment she threw the Kunai, he jumped backwards off of the branch he was stood on and began falling. Meaning that by the time the explosions went off, he was far enough away that he wouldn't be badly effected by them. His ears were ringing, and he had been jolted a little by the explosions. But it wasn't anything he couldn't shrug off. One of them began moving in his direction, a clone but he did not know that. He was just about to react when he sniffed the air out of habit. Sure enough she was in front of him, but his keen sense of smell that could pick up most anything was telling him that her scent was also coming from up high too. Indicating that there were two of her. "A clone...But which one is the real one?"

He didn't have time to think it through. He stuck both of his arms straight out and quickly sent out two waves of Kikaichu, one going for the Misaki that was coming from the front. And the other aiming for the one who was up high. The one in front of him was still in mid air and actually moving right in his direction. With no conceivable way that he could see of changing direction mid air, he was fairly certain that this one would get swarmed and even if she did change direction the bugs would simply change direction too and continue chasing her. The one up high would surely have been blinded and still a little dazed from the bright blinding flash. And even if she wasn't, the flash itself would have covered the sight of the incoming wave of Kikaichu. He then landed on a branch that was lower down, feeling for vibrations and sniffing the air much akin to how a dog would do. Intent on trying to locate any kind of counter attack if one came.

[Character name]: Seto Nakamura
[Rank]: Jounin
[Chakra pool]: 435
[Seven tailed host]
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Seto looked above him, still aware that she was up there. The moment the real Misaki used her jutsu and everything began to happen Seto jumped from his branch again. He was still pretty high up in the air so he would have all the time he needed to do what he was about to do. And she wouldn't be able to see him do any of it either because the ten meter radius of falling flame would cover his next moves nicely. He tucked his hands right up against himself, making himself stream line so he would out run the flames. With his hands as close to his body as he could get he began forming hand signs. Managing to get two off. The first one being a Shadow clone, which took off at high speed into the bushes the moment it was created. Using the falling fire and the bushes and trees as cover. It landed on the ground outside of the range of the fire, using the demons ability to camouflage perfectly with the dirt, awaiting it's chance to strike. The second ability he used the Inner Decapitation Skill. So when he hit the ground at full speed he simply melted into it, sinking at an astonishing rate deep into the earth.

Both the Seto's then simply waited. And both of them felt the vibrations on the ground the moment she landed. As she walked, they would both know exactly where each of her steps were made. The Seto under the ground positioned himself directly beneath her. Not knowing that he was an earth element user, she would have absolutely no reason to expect an attack below. Even less so because the ground was currently on fire. And only an idiot would attack from below when the ground was on fire, right? The flames she had created would still be infused with her chakra anyhow. Which would mask his own even if she did look down. She couldn't see what was going on outside of the flames, so in one swift movement the Seto clone used the sounds of the roaring fire to mask the sounds of his next move, he put his hands into his bag and then threw an array of projectiles right in her direction. A spread of Kunai flew just overhead with flash bombs attached. The Sharingans amazing visual perception would prove to be it's downfall, for she wouldn't be able to help but be blinded by them if it were active. It would blind her even if she didn't because she couldn't see them coming until a split second before they went off if at all. And Seto knew exactly where she was. The Shuriken he had launched at her from his other hand would be aiming at her body. And to top it all off, the real Seto did the unexpected, reaching out from under the ground at the same time while her attention would have been drawn by the explosions and such, attempting to grab her legs or ankles and quickly yank her under the ground in an attempt to bury her up to her head in the earth. His heavy coat and gloves would be caught on fire, but his skin would be fine. If he failed, he would very simply just melt back down into the ground and make his escape quick enough to dodge any counter attack. Although that wasn't looking likely. Knowing as little about him as she did, there was no way short of being psychic that she could expect an attack from below in such circumstances. Even less so with two other attacks coming from both above and head on that were timed to hit the moment his hands come out of the ground. And she would have to keep focus on her precise chakra control to stop herself from dropping the jutsu and bursting into flames. And to top it all off, she was most likely currently blinded and she didn't even know if he was alive or not at that point, let alone plotting an attack.

[Character name]: Seto Nakamura
[Rank]: Jounin
[Chakra pool]: 435
[Seven tailed host]
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Seto let go of her legs the moment he felt the intense heat. His gloves had been burned through, leaving minor burns upon the flesh of his hands. He was royally pissed off, but he had to admit that she was really something else. He didn't know whether or not any of it had been effective, but really how could it not have been? He exited the ground a short distance away, behind her so that she would be facing the other way and outside of the fire which was now starting to die down a little. He stepped out from behind a tree and began to walk closer. Keeping his guard up, holding a hand seal."What's the matter? You were talking all that good s**t about killing me a second ago. So go ahead. Get yourself out of that hole. Summon up your demons. Hit me. FIGHT ME!!!.....Give me a hug." He said the last part in a particularly deep and creepy tone of voice. He flicked his wrist and a Kunai slid out from what was left of his sleeve into his hand. It was time to finish this.

((This fight is over. In my last post I timed the projectiles to hit you at the same time as my hands burst out of the ground to grab you. You made absolutely no mention of noticing the projectiles or trying to dodge them. There is no way you could have looked down, noticed my hands and performed the hand seals needed for a high level technique quick enough to stop projectiles that would have been hitting you at the same time you were just noticing my hands. You're also currently unable to see because you didn't mention closing your eyes when the flash bombs went off directly over your head. It wouldn't have killed you. But you are in no state to keep fighting. I'll get Jecht to post Akemi here soon.))

[Character name]: Seto Nakamura
[Rank]: Jounin
[Chakra pool]: 435
[Seven tailed host]
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Seto looked down at his hands. She had damaged his favorite coat and gloves. And although he hated almost everyone indiscriminately, he had to admit that she was worthy of respect based on her fighting skills."You put up a good fight. I respect you for that. But we're simply on two sides of a war, you and I....Say your prayers, I'll make this quick." He moved to finish her off with the Kunai, and then suddenly he picked up the vibrations of someone or some thing moving. "...What is that? A person? No, that can't be a person. It's moving on all fours. No one runs like that. Unless....Oh, ********>" He had heard of the two tailed host that resided in Konoha before, but it was already too late to react, she was already bearing down on him. All he could do was brace himself as he was kicked in the chest nice and hard. He flew backwards, skidding along the ground for a bit. He had coughed up a little blood, but he wiped it on his sleeve as he stood, a stoic facial expression as always. Perhaps she was telling the truth after all. But how could he have been expected to know that? If you wear the uniform of the enemy during a time of war then you could expect to be attacked. He simply waited, putting his Kunai away and seeing what would happen next.