dangerouswind | [008] Accidental Video | Backdated to the night of the 27th

[It's late when Temari finally decides to actually try to get some sleep. The days have been long, the nights short, and she's been quietly going about her days and doing the best she can not to worry about anyone. She never worries. It's with a cup of hot, mild tea in one hand and her journal tucked under her arm that she pushes the door open to her bedroom...

... and ducks, dropping everything in the process. The journal opens and begins recording as the teacup shatters on the floor next to it. There's a quick view of Temari, wearing a light yukata, barefoot, and her hair down, as she scrambles out of the way of a heavy broadsword.]

Hey, watch it, dumbass. You nearly took my hea-- hey!

[There's the sound of metal grinding against metal and an armored hand wraps around her wrist and yanks her back.]

Hands off. [Her free hand balls into a fist; there's a satisfying crunch of bone under the clang of a fist hitting armor.

... Too bad it was her own knuckles giving under the pressure. Her yelp turns into a growl and there's more clanging metal. And cursing. Lots of cursing.]

[Glancing through the journals that evening, worn out from a... day, Katara sees this.]

Temari! Are you all right?

Edited 2011-07-30 01:50 (UTC)

Temari-...

[She is being attacked. He's already on the move, heading toward her room. From his far location.]

[With a flippant tone:] Sounds like a party over there, Temari-chan.

[ Oh hey neighbor.

so I heard some ruckus and figured you could use a helping hand for punching all that armor. It's been one of those kinds of days, you know.

Chouji promises not to put holes through any walls. ]

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