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After the youma attack (and subsequent senshi-fueled rescue) on his room-mate and friend, Bjorn, Colin had decided that his alter-ego would go out on patrol for youma or Negaverse agents more often. His patroling worked out especially well on nights he had late practice; he could leave at the end, slip into an alley behind the large trash dumpster to transform with his henshin pen from Derpraline and then go out on patrol.

Up and down the darkened back alleys of Destiny City, avoiding those evenly spaced pools of soft light from the overhead halogen bulbs on their gracefully arching poles; such wonderful things for citizens that were out during the later afternoon or evening but not so good for one that was trying to keep a low profile. Maybe he could have walked around in his 'street clothes', but Sailor Aegir wanted to be ready when - not if - he came across any Negaverser!

At that precise moment he was jogging almost silently down a side street that fed into one of the many smaller shopping plazas, this one housing an oriental buffet (Panda Inn), a Snip 'n' Clip, a small family-owned antique store, a really tasty place called "Dogs 'n' Suds", a book store, a pet store and - of course, a Starbux. One on every freaking corner, almost. Colin found most of it frivolous, but he still patrolled to protect the good citizens of Destiny City.

Sailor Aegir heard a shuffling sound as he neared the Starbux; a sound that didn't need to be there - that didn't fit in to the "normal" evening sounds. Now, it could just have been your standard run-of-the-mill teenaged scuffle or (on the racier side of things) a pair of horny youths taking advantage of the near-seclusion offered by the side alley. Colin totally would have accepted that as true save that he could feel something more: a sliding, slimy sickness a lump in his gut. The curly-haired Senshi slowed his approach, moving carefully; maybe he wasn't the strongest looking guy ever, but even without his Senshi status, Colin Hargrove had been in plenty of "skirmishes" with others all of his life (actually, fighting was the main reason that he'd been expelled from Meadowview and subsequently shoved into Hillworth) - and he'd managed a pretty good "win" ratio!

A glitter of gold caught his attention and he followed the gleam in the low light to find a young woman in a strange sort of severe uniform, clearly harming one of the coffee patrons. Just what he'd been patrolling for!

The Senshi stepped out from the darkness with a rock in his hand, throwing it right next to the Negaverser's head to get her attention as he took a defensive, street rumble sort of fighting stance. "Girl or not, I'm not going to let you hurt that civilian any longer! I'm Sailor Aegir and you're about to be silenced!"

When the diminutive girl finally faced him, she seemed...well, quite startled and more than just a little bit unsure. "Pyrite, huh?" The senshi took a step closer to her so that he could gauge how well the civilian at her feet was doing; the man didn't look too badly; he was out cold, but she hadn't taken his starseed or anything like that - just drained some of his energy.

As much as he disliked the Negaverse and the darkness that it stood for, he couldn't quite keep himself from feeling badly for the brunette Lieutenant facing him in the dim light that filtered into the alley. A breeze lifted his curls and the ends of his fuku before brushing past the uncertain girl that called herself Pyrite. Fool's Gold. So fitting, he thought; if he let his guard down around her just because she was small, female and trembling, then he would be the fool.

"Step away from that civilian - and no funny business!" While Pyrite was thinking about how to knock him out to get away...he was trying to think of the best way to get the girl away from the civilian and how to bet rid of her. Should he stick to melee? Should he used his attack? That might be best way to go, if she made a move that he didn't like, she'd get the full brunt of his attack!

The diminutive Lieutenant, Pyrite, stepped away from the downed citizen pretty quickly after his command; it made him feel better about his odds of getting the hapless 'normal' away whole and hale. Once she stepped away from the civilian, Sailor Aegir shifted his position, glancing down at the unconscious man and then back to the girl who was edging away and acting more and more upset every second.

What was her problem? He was trying to peer down into the shadows at whatever had the Lieutenant so spooked - it wasn't him, that was apparent! It was doing this that earned him a sharp knock on his head from her weapon; the pendulum clocked him soundly, edge grazing his ear in a painful manner.

"Hey! Get back here!" Sailor Aegir went after her a bit, calling forth his special attack; Pyrite would hear the boy's voice, strong and clear behind her, "Aegir Golden Hush!" and feel a quickening burst of air and energy coming after her...and then nada for the space of three seconds.

Everything had gone so well, so smoothly! He'd called for his attack, launching it after the fleeing Negaverse Lieutenant...the magic had reached for her, reached as he reached... ... ...and then BAM. He found himself tripping over a goddamned cat - a small silvery grey tabby that looked extremely pissed at having Sailor Aegir's magical 'rope' around it, let alone having been nearly trampled by the curly-haired senshi.

Pyrite's panicked flight forgotten momentarily, Colin - Sailor Aegir - found himself face to face with a very pissed off cat. One that silently (thanks to his attack) was able to attack him like a weed whacker possessed by a whirling dervish. So much pain. So many claw marks! If the female Lieutenant could only see him now...she wouldn't have felt nearly so intimidated! Eventually the senshi got himself away from the cat, powered down and set about getting an ambulance for the downed Starbux patron so that he could go home.

Boy...Bjorn was going to have a helluva time not laughing about this! Mauled by an alley cat after having flubbed his first meeting with the Negaverse. Oh well. Colin made his way home so that he could get his roommate to help him clean all the scratches and cuts from the night's follies.

"Next time, Lieutenant Pyrite, you're not going to get away so easily. I swear it."