Dat sword doe
Deidara suddenly dropped down onto the field from atop of what was one of his clay birds, it let him off and then flew off into the distance. But DAMN! He just realized he left all of his clay at home, and for some reason that bird seemed to have a mind of its own. So now he had to fight with his strongest technique, all because a certain idiot hadn't given it to him. He lets out a loud, exasperated sigh. Man if I lose I know who to blame. Well now he looked in the direction of a beautiful woman who he had came to embarrass. If he had known she looked like this though he might've brought a rose and an expensive clay carriage. She was very beautiful but she had a very foul aura, it sent his mouths into disarray. She was also barefoot with tattoo's, on second though he wouldnt have brought her a beautiful rose. She was beautiful but had no class, something Deidara found unattractive. It would seem that her fighting style would be unattractive as well, she had a in-artistically large sword strapped to her back that made her look kind of awkward.
Tsk Tsk... you are a beauty but I just need to capture it. Maybe if I end you in a blast, you'll reach your true artistic potential, yeah