Hattie
"Here's the fun part."

A few more hand seals more were made, though he knew they likely wouldn't be useful he still needed to test out the strategy. He clicked the contraption inside his mouth to rupture one of the poison capsules, releasing its bitter contents into his mouth.



It wasn't a poison that could kill, but should it take hold? Well, that would slow things down massively.
Jared
*Masumi recentered himself onto the clone, and prepared for what would happen next. His eyes widened as the poison left Tatsurama mouth. He'd let out a sigh as he attempted to make a plan for what he would do next. This was very clearly not water. Masumi jumped off of the clone's shoulders, weaving through hand seals. He'd exhale a bubble that circled around him and held him in the air as it floated towards Tatsurama. Masumi himself regained his balance and peered at the Senju below him as he floated in the bubble.*

"That wasn't water, Tatsurama!"

*He'd yell at the Commander. The clone continued to stand in the swamp as the poison covered him, prepared to accept his fate. The original continued to float in the air above the swamp and dangerous poison.*
Hattie
"Not enough light in the day for what I had wanted to do; however, the water I was going to fire at you was going to be poison-laced regardless. The end result would have been similar, though your clone is now about as good as a genin is at dodging now."

The poison directly affected speed and reflexes, combined it was meant to render some of a fighter's most precious tools null and void. Seeing the bubble above him now he was made aware of just how much he detested the power of flight but knew he had no real methods with which to counter it. 

"Unfortunately, it seems I am out of time."

With speed unbound he was off, one step closer to his dreams of utilizing poison.