So a Lion Hawk and an Ox meet in a division... [Tento | Ojo ]

Awwwww. He was going to have to work for this pretty little ladies name. Well so be it. For him it was no discomfort but a light unexpected amusement t his realization. And how couldn't he? With such a good looking short stack in front of him how could he drop getting her name?

A serious lady by allmesns was attractive to Tento in the right way and timing. With a motion that held no energy of malice from what he could feel. She really was closer to him than he had thought as he felt the quick blunt strike of the hilt of her Zanpakuto hit his gut. Iron and string it didn't give in but her strength was no slouch either. Earning a nice little "oooof", from him as he took a few steps back in place.

Looking further down he saw the smirk and the shine of her blade drawn. As well as an blocking nice view. The subtle dull pain running through its cycle earning a smirk in return at the little nudge. "Oh? Well I guess I can play along if you wanna do it that way", Tento said in a friendly tease and smile filled with sizzling confident energy. His voice slightly flirtatious, taking the wink at face value. Such a bubbly lady giving some attention was a joy for him to see, but if there was one thing he knew from his experiences of trials and erros was tonot jump the gun. And so as her short frame began to bounce down towards the training grounds he followed suit as if everything was normal. Well, maybe a look or two along the way.

When they reached the training field Tento stepped in and took a deep breath, taking un thr energy. His chest puffing out before letting out a large exhale. "Ah...., I can smell the effort placed here...". He said before beginning some leg and arm stretches. Rotating his arms as he spoke to the unnamed horned Shinigami. "So, anything specific you wanna train using in this spar??".

"Specifics are best left to the side. This is a battle. There are no rules, but one's own honor. Throw everything you have, and I will return the favor. What best way to learn than to use every tool in one's arsenal."

Ignorant to his wavering eyes, Ojo had only one thought in her mind: battle. If they lack in anything, they will surely learn of it in this battle. Then, they can take their defeat as a lesson. That is the best method of training. Why only focus on one subject when you can learn how each minute detail interacts with another? It only make sense in her mind.

"Gentlemen first," She'd taunt however, knowing a man like himself is always looking to please a lady. However, as stated before, she's not some hussy that's easy to win over with a pretty smile.

Ai ai ai. So many people recently just went with the flow so to speak when Tento brought up options of the Shinigami art to focus development. Never a specific drill to challenge one another in but instead a for all spar using everything at their disposal. Welp. "Very well then", Tento said with a nod of his head as he slowly drew his Zanpakuto from its sheath. Voice strong, happy, and eager for the spar to come. "Anything and everything it shall be. I hope to teach you as much as you will teach me in this spar Ojo".

Although there was one specific thing he wouldn't allow himself to use. He simply hated using it after all, and a spar with a comrade was for from the condition limit he had put on himself to even consider it. "Let's have some fun!".

After Ojo's welcoming taunt he was more than happy to give the lead. In a burst of speed using a flash step, Tento made his approach, letting loose a stream of changing patterns of slashes that took on the form of a horizontal cyclone closing in on her.