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The senshi of the night was more or less non combative. He ran around, harassed a lot of youma, ran away like a coward but not a coward because hey even he could fight sometimes. But for the majority of the time, Alphard was pretty darn laid back and just freely wandering the city while powered up and moderately high doing his best to avoid whatever felt powered. So far, his findings had worked. So long as he avoided, nothing bad would happen.

Even if in reality he knew that to be a dirty dirty lie, it made him feel better and feeling good was what life was about.
That and dismantling the oppressive machine known as capitalism but that was a story for another day.

Tonight's story was set in Destiny city, down a well lit street just outside of mall complex by a close up taco food truck. Under no cover and sitting in his sparking get up was one senshi of the night, chewing away at what was in total- 12 fish tacos.

Because the food truck owner didn't want food to be wasted, and, Alphard was high as a kite and the munchies had kicked in. Feeling grand, and slightly full, he could hardly pay any mind to anything looming nearby.
And even if he did, he was convinced they could work it all out. He had a blunt ready, and still 7 tacos yet to be eaten. He had enough to share.

Alphard had not exactly planned for a lot of company but he had planned for some. So as he looked up from his taco, (which in retrospect he'd put too much sriracha on), he smiled as he caught the reference.
"s**t- s**t like." Finishing his mouthfull to set his taco down, his held up a hand, the universal Trekkie symbol in full display.

"What up? Pop a squat yo. Like, if you're cool not doing that starseed chest thing I'm chill." A taco was held out, the smell of lime and fish simple as it was pleasing.
"I grabbed like, a load. Midnight munchies. Dude didn't even freak with my gear- pretty sure he thought I'm a gigolo." Alphard's blood shot eyes looked at the negaverse agent.
"I mean do I look like I'm cheap? The ******** I am. Prime steak isn't free jesus." Alphard sniffed in the cold air, not paying much mind to the agent, finishing off his taco with alarming efficiency.

"Why peace though, usually you dude all up about that kill count bang bang s**t. Not that I want but- s**t s**t ******** like you on holiday or something?"

It was very obvious at this point that Alphard was very stoned.

Oh, that was good. Very good. Alphard was not in the mood for chesty feel time.

"Haha thanks man. I got it from space. Like Cosmos and s**t. I'm a senshi. Of the NIGHT. Alphard of night. ******** me hold up." He fished out a joint and promptly lit up.

"So I'm both right? A night and a senshi?"

He started giggling.
"You want a hit?"

Alphard let out a triumphant cry of victory as the negaverse agents took a hit.

Score one for the senshi. "Nice. And I know right? Dude gave me a deal cuz end of the night fish- use it or trash it so hella cheap. ten bucks for a dozen. A DOZEN. Thats like. A steal."

Grinning, he sighed, thus far pleased.
"So level with me, why you do the whole chesty thing? What's in it for you?"

Alphard looked up at the sky, wondering yet once more, just what it all really meant, then he remembered that ignoring a new friend mid convo was rude. "Hrm- ah like." He waved his hand around. "Both? Yeah both. For you and the army. I get told I'm a space man but nobody says why. Aside from protecting people and their energy."

He tugged at the sheer vest.

"I mean don't get me wrong here, The new threads are great and all, but I dunno about the pro space race and talk of being in charge of a world. I don't own pets for a reason yo. Just plants."

He laughed.
"Hehehehe, plants."

Alphard dropped his blunt. No this guy- this guy was part of the system. Realizing he'd dropped his blunt, Alphard retrieved it, twisting it out and pocketing it for later recovery.

"You- you don't just follow command because you get told. That's the system. The system ******** everyone over." This guy had gone from being okay to being one of the system. He worked for the man. And he was being accused of being an invader. Eyes narrowed and Alphard stood.

s**t just got ******** that s**t. I was native born and raise. You wanna talk invaders how about we talk about how european settlers stole the land of the natives and killed them off?" Alphard was high and now he'd gone personal.
"Seems to me your turf was stolen to star with army man."

Alphard looked at the man and shook his head.

"It's not personal, but I don't chill with guys who are all about the system. You don't question, don't think." He was scowling like he'd drank sour milk.

"So yeah man, we can't do this. I don't support the man. I can't."

Alphard was a pretty simple soul. When it came to fighting it was pretty straight forward.

He just ran headfirst, fist swinging.