If I must fight, Let it be with Honor (Private)

Ika walked into the Seireitei bored as one could ever claim to be, he had plans here this day. Ika planned on making a fool of himself, raising some alarms, and escaping unscathed and as he tailed a Shinigami to the Seireitei he couldn't help but take in the sights and sounds of his old stomping grounds. He heard the clang of metal filling the air from soon to be soldiers training, he saw the sparks flying as they clashed each trying to prove their metal and worth to be superior to those they clashed against. He heard the eager clamoring of the people luxuriously roaming the Rukongai chit-chatting away absent minded of the chaotic fool whom had just entered the area, ready to walk among them. As he began to get caught up in the walk down memory lane, he saw the Shinigami turn his head.

"Who are you!" The Shinigami barely finished his sentence before Ika was on him, with a quick thrust of Ika's hand to his stomach the man was through, he didn't even know it yet. Ika's hand drilled the poor mans stomach with enough force to be heard in nearby houses, and he then made quick work of the mans kneecaps kicking them in individually, as the man reached for his stomach, the man went to fall and that was when his life met his end. "I'm sorry, you shouldn't have turned around" a loud crack was heard as the man slowly hit the ground, his neck contorted and twisted a full 180 in one effortless movement by the man known as Ika Mazi. "Well, this place could really use an update in security couldn't it, gosh they were always so damned cheap!" Ika said this with a grin as he looked around and saw the people stare in awe of him, though he certainly was aware that their awe was more driven by fear than intrigue. "Okay guys now let's just calm down.." Ika said wryly as the people ran to their homes, the streets vacant within minutes as Ika hung the mans body from one of the high lines in the district. He figured few people had ever seen a dead soul reaper here before, and even fewer had seen ones back and face at the same time. However that was the precarious predicament Ika opted to put these poor people in, as he walked down the street laughing merrily. "Ahhh what a bunch of pussies man, they need to get a grip of reality."

The streets went quiet, he felt only one notable Reitsu in the area, at rest none the less but it was there. Ika opted to wait for the man to notice him, as he sat down in a chair at the end of the road, taking a hit off the cigarette he had freshly lit a moment prior "boy..this used to be the life right here man.." He said this in a state of quiet contemplation, reminiscing about what once was, but these were very different days and he knew it, he was still however intrigued by the Reitsu coming from the other direction, not due to it's power, it was Vice Captain level at best, but more so because of the dark presence within it... another Vizard perhaps? Ika grinned mildly from ear to ear in anticipation of the days events, he through the cigarette in the air and scorched it "Hadou 4, Byakurai" Ika said lazily as the thing dissipated and turned to ash, blowing away with the breeze. As he went to lay back and wait, he felt a trickle of blood run down his face, as he had accidentally hit the man he positioned above him with the Hadou as well, leaving a small hole in his chest. "Whoops... my bad buddy." Ika moved his chair out from under the bleeding body and smiled, waiting for his fun to the bemusing sound beside him. Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip. Drip.

"Come on, Vizard.."

Ika smiled as the man began his approach towards him using Flash step, "a quick one isn't he.." Ika grinned as the man began to search for him and accused him of cowardice. "My my, how the mighty Gotei must have fallen, I'm apparently invisible to them while sitting, in the middle of the road, under a corpse. Perhaps I should take my fake invisibility cloak off, or perhaps you should look over here Lieutenant."

Ika stood up and in one fluid motion kicked the chair towards the Shinigami with a fair amount of force, enough to where the Shinigami would be best served to take notice of it, or risk the worst splintering of his life. Both thoughts bemused Ika enough to where he really didn't care which option was the one to occur, he just wanted the mans attention turned towards him. "Now that I have your undivided attention, I am Ika Mazi, a Vizard like yourself and former Lieutenant of squad five, 3rd seat of squad twelve, 10th of squad eleven, and Captain of squad two, how can I be at your assistance good sir?"

As Ika grinned and bowed before the man he began to notice the dripping noise once again, plip, plop, plip, plop. "Ah yes, do you like my new sense of decor for the area? I thought it rather fitting for the circumstances of this area, my sense of fashion it seems will never be my undoing hm?"

Ika's grin was one of satisfaction and he had heard on the radios that the man he killed was a third seat. He sighed loudly "boy they just don't make them the way they used to back in my day now do they? I mean, I'm pretty well revered around here, a legend of my own making, but still, for a man to be undone this quickly, to be dispatched this quickly with such a high rank to boot? That's pathetic, it's unacceptable really, no damn wonder you all die so much nowadays, Hadou 31, Shakkaho." Ika pointed a hand at the mans corpse and fired, blowing it to bits on contact that colored the landscape.

Ika watched as the bits became strewn across the landscape. "Oh yes, you there..perhaps you can help me finish decorating! I was thinking red, and I'm sure you have plenty of red blood in your veins, how about we drain it and add you to the same list that this petty officer is now a part of? Come quietly and I can even promise it'll be painless, unlike your owl looking friend here, you know they said it was only owls that could turn their heads that way.. guess we now know they only meant creatures that were still among the living."

Ika caught himself in mid Monologue "Oh right, I neglected to ask your name much as I neglected his, I would hope to not have to leave two corpses nameless.. why that would be a tragedy of epic proportions! Ika said visibly exasperated by the idea, waiting for him to grant him a name before doing anything to serious, he sat back and waited, watching the man for any sudden movements he would come to regret. This was going to be fun.

Ika stood tall, his lean six-foot two-inch frame towering over most in the general area, if only by a marginal amount. He brushed his hair from his eyes as the man kicked the chair into splinters, "Well, at least you look to be a tad more fun than the one that came before you.. though.. the title of 'Vizard' seems to bother you ever so slightly, could it be that you're unaware of what lies inside of you? Oh if only all of us were so lucky, if only we could sit here playing ignorant to the facts of it all, ignoring every sign in order to remain good for the sake of title. What a crying shame that you're to ignorant in your bliss to realize the truth of things so I'll just lay it out there for ya kid. You're just like me, half Hollow, half Shinigami, half good, half evil, or at least so they say.." Ika shrugged his shoulders and cocked his head towards the man, "But even that cannot, will not, and would not save you.."

Ika smiled as the kid spoke his mind of his assistance and looked to the sky, incapable of stifling the oncoming laughter that erupted from the deepest pits of his being, the darkest thoughts came to mind and burst out through his throat, the laugh resembled that of a madman, it was one of a madman. "I haven't been one of you for a very long time, none of you have interested me in a time longer than that but you... lets see if you have it in you to garner my interest, it's doubtful most certainly, but I've been wrong in the past.." Ika tapped his head once as if he had forgotten something of the utmost Importance, "We're Vizards you fool, as I said, one in the same. Disowned when found out and removed from existence if we allow ourselves to be, I personally was not stupid enough to allow myself to be so moved, nor do I have plans to allow such things." Ika lazily shrugged his shoulders "not that you have to worry about it anymore of course."

Ika did his best to appear visibly hurt by the Shinigami's disrespectful comments towards his choices of decorum and color to liven the place up a bit, "I mean I understand some simple tastes may not coincide with my own, but to think you'd be so rude, and rabidly disrespectful is... it's a sin, a catastrophe abound! Perhaps you can consult God with your needed remarks, as he's soon to become your closest confident if you don't prove something to me VERY quickly boy, but.. allow me to grant you a lesson on the art of battle, the rules to bloodshed, the code to war, allow me to show you the ingrained knowledge of murder I learned from your masters, the one I taught to their students, and so on..

He laughed at the students remarks about the safety of others and pointed his finger at a woman crossing the road "hadou 4, Byakurai" he laughed as the attack went towards it's intended destination with precision, and waited to see what would come of it. "Well, let's see if you can save one person first before we get carried away about saving them all, and though I appreciate you giving me your name I can no longer allow for your startling disrespect to run amok. I cannot permit you to leave this place alive and so I'm happy to tell you that you can consider this place your tomb just as your friend did, and as for your speech about the honor of my fighting you should also know that I killed him with my hands, and he was no less armed than I.. Well... he wasn't at the time.. now he's missing an arm but..well.. I can be quite disarming. Bad pun I know, anyway.."

As Ika began to collect himself he noticed the man trying an incantation, he Shunpo'd forwards releasing all of his Reitsu at once in order to stun the boy and pulled his hard and heavy lever sheathe out from beside his pants, and swung once horizontally at the boys nose before Shunpoing behind him for one to the back of his head. "Rule one to combat, know when you have time to sit and pray, rule two, if you don't have time to do that, then do not be simpleton enough to believe you can say a full incantation."

Ika grinned as he thought of the incantation for a second. "Bakudou 61... Not a small spell by any stretch, perhaps you will be a fight after all..." Ika put his sheathe back where it belonged, on the side of his faded black skinny jeans in the belt loop and nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders, measuring his prey. "Show me your metal Shinigami... I've seen enough of your kinds blood, show me what else your made of, show me something other than bones and flesh and blood, show me something other than muscle and spasms and chemical reactions, show me what it's like to be alive, show me the will your kind so happily preaches of, let me see it!" as Ika said this he let his Reitsu flare out shattering nearby windows as he laid his hands to his sides and stretched out his cheek, taking the time to draw a giant black X on it in permanent marker that he retrieved from his bag. "So come on, free punch."