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Masami shook the captain's hand with her shaking paw, keeping a firm gaze straight towards the captains just like her father taught her to. A shinigami must be strong, assert, and above all, have the social grace when meeting their superiors for the first time. It was odd for someone that was originally in squad 11 to be talking about social grace, but then again her father didn't seem like a squad 11 member at all with his attitude. He was oddly feminine looking rather than brutish. That thought aside, she focused on the situation at hand. What surprised her was the captain's kindness towards her even though to many she was considered a freak or some weird kid wearing a tiger costume until they met an unpleasant surprise when pulling her tail. Usually a surprise filled with claws to the face. 

The tigress took a deep breath to calm her nerves. [color=ed1c24]"My name is Kuro Masami. I'll take on any challenger that you request me to."[/color] She removed the sheathed sword and swapped it out with the bokken. She didn't like how it felt in her hands, but it would have to do. She sauntered over to Zento, her eyes were no longer the ones of a nervous child. They didn't give anything away, completely guarded by a cold, yet battle eager stare. This is where she felt the most natural; in a duel between two warriors of unknown strength. This is what her father told her about, his experiences on the battlefield where he battled with his life on the line. She too would fight like that! 

[color=ed1c24]"Bring it!"[/color] With the bokken held in her left hand Masami dashed towards Zento with reckless abandon, an action that many would consider foolish. Taking advantage of their height difference, she ducked down and slid in between his legs so that she would get behind him. Not wasting a single moment she leaped at him and thrust her bokken towards the center of Zento's back.