“Here to preach to me about how I should leave these poor people alone and that I should change my wicked ways?” Jet asked out loud as he felt the aura of the knight draw closer. He was currently standing over the unconscious, snoring body of an obviously drunk man, an orb of energy in his hand. It was probably rather risky for him to be in such close proximity to a bar that was still open, the low bass vibrating through the brick walls. Someone would eventually come out to find the man. Jet was even kind enough to nudge his drunken a** closer to the street light.

Not that it would matter to any knight or senshi, but Jet refused to take energy from the homeless. Only from those who seemed to have enough energy to spare. It wasn’t that he didn’t hate people, but he blamed his youth for having some kind of sympathy left. He figured he would grow out of it eventually.

He didn’t immediately look up to see which knight was approaching him, but carefully tucked the ball of energy into his section of negaspace. Once he was satisfied with that, he finally turned, giving the knight in red and white and gold a quick look over. He didn’t seem familiar, but he was obviously experienced if he was a knight.

Or maybe he wasn’t. After all, Jet was a General and didn’t consider himself to be very experienced.

“You don’t want to fight me,” he warned, his hand poised to draw out his weapon if necessary, but he was already tired after a double shift and still needing to go to work in the morning and was seriously contemplating just teleporting away with the last of his energy if the other young man tried anything.

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