DO OR DIE | O; MASS SPARRING SESSION

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ICHIGO KUROSAKI

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i don't fight because i want to win, i fight to win!

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Despite the armor that he wore across his body, his body was lined with several different scars. There were some that were created by claws while the other ones were created by blades that were wielded by enemies from back in the day. The wildcat wasn't immune to damage with the armor he wore as there were plenty of other portions of his body that could be attacked. One of the more prevalent areas that seemed to have the most scars were both of his shoulders, as it was one of the more targetable areas that existed. The Shinigami had plenty of scars on his left leg, but he also didn't enjoy having his scars either. It meant that he could have done so much more in battle in the end and probably avoiding getting the scars in the first place. It was the mentality that he had gathered from his mentor several years ago that he wouldn't have to worry about getting scars as long as he didn't let his enemies hit him. Showed him how far that ended up getting him in the end. Ichigo didn't have a lot of scars on his stomach as he was rarely attacked around those areas, most tried to muscle him down onto the ground or attack his legs first. Ichigo was decent when it came to close combat, but he liked to get a good distance away if he couldn't win out of pure force and use his powers to his advantage. Keeping him at a distance was also a good tactic because if he didn't aim his powers right, he would just continue to miss each shot that he did take. There were still aspects of his fighting style that he could change, and he needed to focus more on using his powers to make transformations easier. The Shinigami noticed the way the female smiled at him, and it made him a relax a little bit, but he felt more tired than ever that was for damn sure. She accepted him and that was nice, but he seemed to hesitate for a moment in her tone of voice.

The way she spoke was so familiar to him, and he felt his throat clench up for a split second before the muscles relaxed again. Ichigo offered a fake grin toward the larger canine when he realized that he had probably stared for a couple seconds too long. "Gomen, your accent just reminds me of someone." Ichigo apologized, but he didn't lie for the reason why he had stared. He didn't go into specifics however and left it fairly vague. The friend that he was thinking of, of course, was O'Fraiser. He could never forget his best friend and always hoped that the leopard would be happy and healthy somewhere. Anywhere. Ichigo craned his head and grabbed the hilt of the large blade that was on his back, using his powers to help him lift it before he laid it down on the ground. He sat himself down as it was the border collie that was running the show. "I don't mind helping. Feel free to use any powers if you want and I'll try to keep mine to a minimum if it helps." There was a chance that the Hellhound would get upset about the aspect of him not using most of his powers, but there was a reason. Majority of his powers had the capability to simply injuring someone, and that was the last thing he needed. They were just sparring after all. Although when he sparred with his fellow Shinigami most of them went all out, or they used wooden swords and would beat the shit out of each other with them. The cougar had no reason to use his sword in a sparring match as it was far too bulky anyway to swing around. His bi-colored eyes turn to look at the familiar form of Cryptic. Not that he knew the larger feline, but he just knew that he didn't trust him either. The aura that was coming off of the creature was enough to make him uneasy.