"Well well, there he is, to think I'd find him in Italy..." Lloyd said under his breath, grinning. He had been looking for weeks tracking him, taking every lead he could find. A low rumble came from the heavens and the rain left small puddles in the street. A brief flash of lightning illuminated the night, revealing some of his features: a scar ran down across his left eye, and another across his right cheek. The wind flung his coat up behind him and threw his brown hair in front of his face. "Heheh, perfect night for a showdown." He muttered as he approached the man with little caution.
On his belt hung two sabres a little more than two feet long each, and underneath his shirt, if one looked closely they could see that he was wearing armor. However, the most impressive weapon in his arsenal was a large blade shaped like a huge oar mounted on his back that measured eight feet in length and the broadest part about 6 inches in width. To a normal person, it would look amazing that someone could carry it on his back and be able to stand straight up without a problem.
Lloyd walked down the alley where Katsu was standing. The alley opened up to a large open square with a fountain at its center, and beautiful museum was perched atop some steps not far from the square. He drew his two sabres and held them at the ready, in case this Katsu person didn't exactly like surprises, "Hey you, Katsu! I've spent weeks hunting you down, so I expect a damn good fight, you hear me?" he shouted a large grin across his face and an excited looking in his eyes.
Katsu was about to jump up onto the wall to get into the building by a simple busting of windows, when he heard a voice. His hands in his pockets, he turned. His black hair stuck up straight, while his two bangs fell down over his face, colored an odd shade of blue. Two ears stuck out from his head, the ears of a cat, his human ears, covered by hair. His face was cold, filled with experience and wisdom in the art of battle, that much was clear. His smile, more of a sinister grin, stretched across his face, showing his more malicious fangs. On his torso, a black cloak that covered up his neck, and flung out in the back, leaving the front exposed, however it appeared the cloak had been mended recently, as belts came across the top half of the front, keeping it to his chest. Under his cloak, a white shirt showed itself. His pants, nothing more than cloth, allowing easy movement. He wore no shoes, his bare feet showing.
Katsu quirked an eyebrow, "Eh? I have a stalker?" He shrugged, didn't know he was so popular. "Well, I was about to do some business, but I guess a good fight is always a bit more important." He laughed, his vocal chords having some striking demonic qualities about them. He held up his arm, his hand rolling around. "Watch your feet." He laughed, making a slicing motion with his held up arm, his hand straightened. Coming from his arm, a blade of wind, aimed right for the man's feet. A test to see what the man could do.
"Ah, thanks for warning me" Lloyd grinned as he hopped up, easily clearing the blade of wind; apparently carrying around that huge sword has given his legs some considerable power. He landed and chuckled, "Heheh, well I suppose this makes it my turn...though something tells me it might be a bad idea to mess around these." Lloyd sheathed the two sabres, now standing unarmed.
"Alrighty, lets see if you can keep up with me first.." He jumped into the air, towards the wall. He kicked off it and flew to the next one, kicking off that one, heading for the roof. "You see, It's just so troublesome to wield this sword in an alleyway, so I figured I'd get some more room!" He shouted down to Katsu as he continued his ascent.
