"So you're the chick that King went to the soul society to save. You don't look like much, short stack." The man looked to be an inverted black and white version of Ichigo. He was crouched in the window frame of the dojo that rukia had been sparing in before he arrived. A grin was split across his face as he tilted his head, "Care for a spar?"
Unprompted Ask | Always Accepting
Violet eyes widened then narrowed as Rukia glared at the hollow. She quickly took in his resemblance to Ichigo as well as the stark contrast. There was a noticeable twitch of her eyebrow at the word 'shortstack'. What a surprise that Ichigo's hollow would have the uncanny ability to annoy me.
"Tch... You came all this way to irritate me into sparring you? Is that right?"
Perhaps playing along would enable her to find out more information - like how he was here and what had happened to Ichigo.
