Jinko Ryturyl
Death comes to those who wait, but not as quickly as to those who seek it.
"Ye' Shud be caeful 'bout jus who yeh be callin' weak, lass. It migh jus ge' yer bum kicked." Deciding that his mask was no longer necessary, Jinko caught it by the sockets and took it from his face. Stowing the skull in his volumnous clothing, he reclined, as if he were leaning on a wall that wasn't behind him some twenty feet in the air. Looking at Pamba with a somewhat bleak expression, the irish Arrancar asked a question.
"So, wut be yer naim, gurl?"