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   “If you close your eyes you might miss my attack.” The male flicks blood from the blade of his weapon before rounding to face the stranger, bright turquoise eyes focusing on the strange sword carried by the other. He takes a few steps forward and points his blade outward as a combat stance is taken up once again. The stranger didn’t seem to be a hollow of any sort, but he didn’t seem like just a normal human either – caution whispered into his ear as Hitsugaya continued to approach the man.

   “I’ll make sure to freeze you in one piece, as a monument of sorts.” He was aggravated – dispatched down from Soul Society for a swarming of Hollows and after cleaning that up he’s forced to sit and deal with this.

           was that supposed to be some sort of challenge? upon promising
           him said frigid fate, the other took up a battle stance; one that squ-
           alo cannot immediately claim to be familiar with. despite this fact,
           however, his resolve ( & his pride, the core of his very being ) re-
           mains unwavering, and the toothy grin that graces his features at
           present seems only to widen. 

           he has fought ( and won ) far too many battles to stop here —– to
           concede to this child. his pride would not allow it.

         —— heh. you’re damn confident, aren’t you, brat!?

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           his blade had been raised from the start —- in truth, he’d been pre-
           pared to fight the other regardless of what transpired between them
           now. squalo did not care for conversation; squalo cared for action,
           proving one’s worth, not just in his eyes, but in that of the blade.

         far be it from me to turn down the chance to put you in your place!

           ——– it’s for that reason that he charges forth, then: a hasty adv-
           vance, and a decisive swing of his bladed left hand.







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