[b][u]Rin Nishimura[/u][/b]

The flower balloon wasn't exactly what he had on his mind, but at least it was directed at him. Although, a pattern started emerging in his head. He yet had to confirm it, to be completely sure, but the pattern on balloons indicated what sort of an attack she'd throw next. This time he didn't found her jig funny and her putting balloons over his body wasn't funny either. If it was, it was some sort of a black comedy. At least he cut her. 

Before he was able to get the balloons off himself, another reiatsu reared its head in the vicinity, quickly closing in on Rin's position. He didn't have a chance to focus on it and his savior was already in action. A male Shinigami with a strong presence, with a few swings of his Zanpakuto, the Shinigami got rid off the balloons from Rin. And even, to make it all better, moved them away from the jester. 

"Alright then!" Rin raised his voice as he clenched his fist, his formerly shot out blade bursting into a handful of razor-like blades, all making their way towards his adversary. 

It was at this point that he used the opportunity to turn to his savior. "I owe you one. Name's Rin, what do you say we kick this clown back into circus?"