Demetri Wright had often wondered just where his place in this whole cosmic war was.
Sure, he was a Negaverser. Had been since he first really knew of this war and there was no way he'd ever change -from- that. He fought alongside them, killed in his Queen's name, fought for the Earth and it's protection. But where did he really belong?
He wasn't a super strong fighter. At best he was unpredictable, and while he had been around the block so to speak when it came to fighting Senshi he still wasn't that great at it. Not like Tanzanite, not like Obsidian, not like so many others who were really good at fighting and seemed to thrive off the idea of it.
Demy wasn't a good information gatherer. He dabbled in it to help out his partner and the Negaverse database, but there weren't many times he could really recall enough information to be very useful. His mind just worked at several miles a minute and recalling things like uniform details was hard for him. This was something Zink was a LOT better at, though Demy would still strive to assist his partner where he could.
Everyone seemed to have their place. Some were just natural leaders for example, some like Zan seemed to just take a natural liking to Youma. Everyone fit into the equation...but where was he?
The blonde sighed, sprawled on his bed as he thought out things. Great things came with change, didn't they? So what did he, a captain that sometimes was overlooked, have to offer the Negaverse to change it for the better? His plan was one thing, and Tanzanite and Zinkenite both seemed thrilled by that! But plans like that were not something he could come up with often, his hyperactive ways just wouldn't let him sit down and come up with the details to make things like that work on a regular basis.
Demy daydreamed, letting his thoughts wander in and out and possibly even dozing off at some point during it. Something hit him though, and he sat straight up as the realization finally struck him. There WAS something he could improve upon. Demy remembered joining the Negaverse, he remembered being horribly lost, confused, and alone. He had no friends, no real clue what he was doing, and no idea how to seek out help.
No Negaverser should feel like that, and while things had improved since the days of his corruption there was still more that could be done. Something that required that little unique touch from the Negaverser's resident party captain.
Step one in his plans to change things for the better? He was going to throw a party! Those who had attended his little get together out in the snow seemed to have a fun time, what was to stop them from doing that on a regular basis? Besides, there had been a influx of newbies lately and they deserved the chance to meet everyone out of uniform and maybe make friends. It was important to know your fellow officers, important to be able to trust them. They were a family after all.
Demetri Wright was good at setting people at ease. Annoying as he could be people were still drawn to him, still knew him. It was to be expected, and people found that whether or not they wanted it they'd be drawn into his little world. Hell, sometimes they'd even find out they liked him in their own ways. Just ask Tanzanite. This was his place in the Negaverse, he could offer his friendliness and outgoing ways to set others at ease and make it easier for them to network, to bond, and to build morale.
With a grin the blonde scrambled off to work on the first get together in what he hoped would be many to strengthen the bonds that the Negaverse shared.
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