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Captain Richterite was beginning to notice a pattern in his patrolling habits, or lack thereof. In general, if he caught traces of another powered aura he found himself heading the other way. Confliction had replaced conviction and it left him with an ill feeling; like any moment his crystal would thrum and he would be summoned before a council to be berated, stripped of rank and any number of other terrible things.

Tonight was no different, save for the fact that he had, initially, set out with every intention to gather energy... Safely of course; no full drains, no star seed yanks. He hadn't gotten very far, of course, instead finding himself seated on the ledge of a rooftop watching the people of Destiny City pass by beneath him. "I was one of you once; simple, oblivious. I thought the big things in life were math tests and sneaking off to kiss crushes in dark corners..."

He sighed softly as he felt the energy signal approaching, rising to his feet so as to prevent being knocked off of the building in the event they decided to charge first and ask questions later. He banished the card that he had been turning in his fingers back into the space where he kept his weapon when not in use. If whoever, or whatever, saw him without a weapon maybe that would make them less likely to charge head on as well.

"Well, Captain, how lucky to you feel tonight?" He muttered beneath his breath, taking a few steps forward into the lit circle cast by the light over the building's door to the roof. "Greetings and good evening!" He called out into the emptiness, hoping that whoever it was nearby would hear him.

"Patrolling?" His brow lofted slightly, traces of a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "No, I wouldn't call it that. That would make it seem far too much like I came here with the intent to get into a tousle with anyone that I might have found on my stomping grounds. I would call this more scouting, than anything, if we're insisting on giving names to our actions..."

Richterite's head tilted slightly to the side as he eyed the 'weapon' she was attempting to hide herself behind. He made a soft sound that was almost a laugh, shaking his head slowly. "Are you patrolling this area? And who, might I ask, do I have the pleasure of meeting?"

"Mercury, hm?" His brow lofted at that. The only knight that he could recall clearly was Camelot and his attire had been much different than that of the young woman standing before him. It made sense, he supposed, that they would all fall under a different planet. It couldn't be that they were all rising up from Earth to defend it, right?

"Captain Richterite, of the Negaverse." He placed one arm behind his back, folding the other in front of him as he bowed, keeping his eyes on her even as he did so in the event the disc she held was just a distraction from whatever way she was capable of attacking him. "A pleasure, Cordoba of Mercury."

"Right this instant? Conversation, if we're being honest. When I initially set out this evening?" His brow lofted slightly as he stretched before shrugging his shoulders. "I was hoping to harvest some energy and earn a few brownie points. I'm afraid that on the 'bad guy' scale I've been registering as a pale grey lately. Nowhere near the dingy darkness and creeping shadows I should be. But what can you do..."

He didn't seem to be taking it seriously, from the way he was talking, although he'd found out early on that the less seriously he took things the more likely others were to let their guard down.

"They might need it, but if you only siphon a little here and there you're not doing any sort of irreparable damage. It's more like... Well, have you ever stayed up until 3am and then had to be up before 9am to make sure you were ready for class? That groggy, tired feeling? It's kind of like that." He said after pondering for a moment, and likely would have drawn his cards out again to idly shuffle them if it weren't for the fact that he was trying to avoid startling the page.

"If you're good at it you can do it in a way that's so subtle that people don't notice you're doing it. I try not to be forceful. In general I'd rather not get into a fight. It generally ends badly for someone and I don't particularly want that on my hands." Not unless forced, which he'd managed to avoid so far.

"So... You're new to all of this? Just guessing."

"No, I'm not." He was smirking softly as he answered her; still more teasing than any sort of actual threat. "I was in highschool when an agent of the Negaverse approached me. Turned out to be a friend of mine; awkward, but fitting, honestly. That was... Four years ago?"

The captain shook his head, bringing a hand up to brush fingers back through silvery strands of hair. "Seems like another lifetime, honestly. A lot has changed since then. Or so I've been told..." He would know more if he would actually check in, but he had been avoiding that for one reason or another. "Pretty sure there's at least one superior officer who'd be disappointed that I'm not a General yet."

"I suspect it's been going on longer than anyone figured it would when it started. When I was corrupted I was under the impression it had been going on for long enough that the Negaverse had settled in pretty comfortably. My schoolmate had already made it to Captain... Or was it General." He paused for a moment before simply rolling his eyes, arms crossing over his chest.

"Shows how good I am at paying attention to all of this, doesn't it? Do me a favor and don't tell I'm behind on my history lessons? Other things too, I'm sure..." Richterite managed a wry grin at that. "I think it started with the scouts, but don't quote me on that one. I've always been told that we wouldn't be here if it hadn't been for the senshi invasion of Earth."