[Training] catch as catch can

"Mm. But I was not punished, per say. There was merely no response when I approached the first time. Mayhaps she was washing her hair." The Ascended smiled crookedly, good humour in his tone now that he had received an audience with the Voice. Obviously at the time, he had been mightily insulted by the slight.

"Alas, the streets here are anything but easy to navigate." He chuckled. "I only suggested pursuit because of the obstacles. I might be fast, but my little stunt with the wall earlier proves I am not nearly as agile at that speed. You might well get ahead."

The sound of a soft thumping against the ground was curiously calming for Lucas, and he glanced to his companion with a grateful nod (though it wasn't certain whether it was just for the metronome). "Very well," he said, turning to face the alleyway. His eyes cut the darkness like a knife through silk, Lucas picking out any obstacles and deciding how to tackle them. Then he simply bled away into the night, his steps echoing softly at a speed much faster than was natural. In no time at all he had reached the end of the alleyway and back again, his coat billowing behind him as he stopped.

"How did I do?"