Ika Mazi
Ika cracked his neck and peered out anxiously towards his friend. He was excited to get this spar on with, but any time he clashed with Demise he couldn't help but to be made a bit nervous. Even though this was a spar, even though the two were friends, one slip up could result in Ika's permanent departure from this plain of existence. A small smirk parted his lips, as he was unwilling to convey anything other than confidence even if he didn't have much of it. "God I was afraid you wouldn't show, figured you might be tired of me kicking your big ass all around the Seireitei. Nice to see that I was wrong Ishii!"
Ika's mischievous nature was apparent in his speech, and his hands stayed poised in his pockets though he was ready to react at any time. "Anyway, you don't have to take it easy on me and I'm not gonna take it easy on you. We spar to kill and we spar to survive. We'll call it off one we're tired or dead, not a moment before. Let me know when you're ready and we'll start.. Unless you wanna go home and cry first.. I don't judge." Ika winked, awaiting the big bastards approval before they would inevitably begin.
Ika's mischievous nature was apparent in his speech, and his hands stayed poised in his pockets though he was ready to react at any time. "Anyway, you don't have to take it easy on me and I'm not gonna take it easy on you. We spar to kill and we spar to survive. We'll call it off one we're tired or dead, not a moment before. Let me know when you're ready and we'll start.. Unless you wanna go home and cry first.. I don't judge." Ika winked, awaiting the big bastards approval before they would inevitably begin.