Cobaltite had always liked night-time. The solitude, the dark, the stars. And now it was even better, as he could freely explore without any worry of harm coming to him by muggers or the like - whilst his original form wasn't the strongest (weedy was generally the word), the negaverse upgrade (so to speak) had powered him up above all but the strongest of civilians, and the beginning lessons he'd had in sparring and fighting from other negaversers was starting to build a little muscle on his lean frame, as well as lending him experience. Of course, he'd also gotten a beatdown from a senshi that had left him bruised for days afterwards and made him half half-cocked excuses to his dad but hey. You win some, you lose some.
Tonight, Cobaltite was in the warehouse district when he had sensed an Order-Aligned presence. Weaker than he was used to sensing, and empowered by this knowledge and by his recent training, he decided he would sneak up to the presence and see what it was. Imagine his suprise when he found a child. He chuckled, a slightly sinister if highpitched sound as he stepped into view.
"The Senshi recruit children, now?"
A little hypocritical since he was barely more than a child himself...but still.
