Ekanite was getting a little better at this whole thing. He had been at it for a while now, under the careful, albeit sometimes terrifying and definitely over bearing, eye of his General. And some very helpful others who had different takes on what a negaverse soldier should be doing to be their best. He was not the brightest crayon in the light shed, but he was beginning to think that maybe Painite's views of the powered world had been skewed. Of course, whenever he felt like they were starting to bond he tried to ask about it and it inevitably led to her pushing him away.
And once off a roof.
so when he felt the spark of an order aura he did not feel that usual sense of dread that accompanied their arrival. Instead, he felt a little thrill, hoping to do something good this evening. What that was happened to be a bit of a mystery still, as he doubted he could get any energy here and knew he could not pull a starseed, but maybe just being a senshi in a fight would prove that he was not as big a helpless baby as his General tended to think. It was worth a shot, anyway!
Standing in the middle of a dark, quiet street, avoiding the streetlamps by not walking on the pavement but rather in the middle of the road, Ekanite had no where to hide as the aura approach. He summoned his drumsticks to his hands just in case, and found that dread was, in fact, quickly chasing away the short lived thrill of excitement.
