*Byakuya Kuchiki stares at himself in a mirror and starts to talk to himself*
Byakuya Kuchiki: I can do this. Nothing stands in my way. Win no matter what the cost. If I lose...no. Losing is not an option.
*Byakuya Kuchiki finishes dressing and starts doing push ups to pass up his small remained of time*
Byakuya Kuchiki: One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six. Seven. Eight. Nine. Ten. Eleven. Twe..lve. Thir......teen. Fou...
*Byakuya Kuchiki stops and takes a breath and goes more slowly*
Byakuya Kuchiki: Fourteen. Fifteen. Sixteen. Seventeen. Eighteen. Nin..eteen. Twe..nty.
Byakuya Kuchiki: Whew! I still have a minute left. Sprinting finish this up.
*Byakuya rushes without looking and bangs his head onto a locker and falls hard on his arm*
Byakuya Kuchiki: Oww! Damn it! This stupid locker had to be in my way! I'm too nervous. I need to calm down and maybe I can get to the ring in one piece.
*The time has come for Byakuya to enter the ring*
Byakuya Kuchiki: Time to show everyone what I'm made of.
*Byakuya slowly stumbles out of the locker room and into the ring*