Snippet #1519390

Katsu's attention was drawn from a potentially amusing bout of words with Imura when Gysake began to address her. Her almost evil grin faded into a smile and she chuckled at his comment. Well at least one of the group seemed to share a similar ideal for battle. She took a casual step in Gysake's direction, her eyes scanning over him in a calculating manner. He started to get on with the formalities. It was at the mention of squad 11 that seemed to trigger her memory, vague as it was, of this man's reputation. But it wasn't the man's story that she even cared about. In fact the instant that it came to mind she started locking it away again. It was how and what he was saying as he spoke, she could sense that this guy would definitely provide a good fight. But just as her inner excitement was about to boil over into the physical realm of expression she squashed it with facts. Katsu's smile shifted to a frown, almost as if Gysake's greeting had upset her. It was the man's condition that had crushed her excitement. The man didn't seem to care that he was injured, nor seem in pain, however the injuries would get in the way of the fight. So, for now she would wait, as irritating as that was to her. But by no means was she going to let him slip away without first doing battle with her. Katsu's smile returned, slightly sinister, and she replied with a short introduction of her own. "I'm Katsu, also once a member of squad 11. Hello to you too." Her voice was light, but her eyes glinted, almost demanding a fight.