Tolin Kalin
Fin on my end!
"That's exactly how I escaped this short, blonde General. I powered up in the wrong spot... luckily the ghosts distracted him long enough for me to run my a** to the nearest 7-11." Themisto distinctly remembered the adrenaline pumping through his system from his near-death experience, not realizing until later that his narrow escape was both luck and skill. Mostly luck. If that General hadn't been afraid of ghosts, Themisto might be dead or corrupted.
With a shrug, he started to look around for a safe spot to power down. "Meh, I figure, gotta reward quick thinkin'. You're right though, powering down where they can't spot you? Good survival tactic. Make sure you're with other people if possible, public places. Most Negas won't attack when there's a group. Buncha cowards'll pick off one or two lone people but most buzz off when you're in a public spot. Some of'em'll go bonkers on a group anyway but... I figure you'll be strong enough or with somebody else at that point."
Once an empty alley had been found, Themisto powered down to his civvies, zipping up his jacket and pulling out his wallet. "As long as it ain't too spendy, you pick the place!" The two then wandered off into the depths of downtown, where things were well-lit and the streets were semi-populated with the nightlife starting to come back after the winter weather.
