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Andromeda certainly took to patrols with a newfound energy since her talk with Creedence. She had a feeling Creedence might have found some of her ideas a little silly judging from her tone and her face, but that was fine. As long as she was 'taking initiative' and being useful, right? Maybe if she worked hard enough she'd be able to help turn the tides a little. The less opposition there was on the other side, the better they'd be able to repair everything, right? It made sense to her.

It was still kind of funny to her to be walking around at night like this. Leaping from rooftop to rooftop, scouting alleyways. It wasn't like she was a stranger to being out at night, but it wasn't Vivian who was out right now enjoying Destiny City's night life, it was Andromeda. In her poofy little skirt, her big ribbony bow, and her magic powers. She'd stopped thinking much of it, especially as she grabbed a cherry slurpee and wished the 711 guy a good night like she was just a regular paying customer and didn't look out of place at all. He was so chill? Like, it made her forget she was walking in there as she was.

And so she sat on the roof of a closed stall at a riverside boardwalk, drinking her slurpee and looking off into the night.

You know... she shouldn't be doing this alone. Creedence did have other senshi she had awakened, and one of whom she'd even met. Maybe it was time to try and fix that embarrassing first impression she'd made. Andromeda reached back for her phone, flipping through it until she could start sending off a text.

Five minutes went by with no answer and Andromeda just kind of took it at that. Either she was asleep, didn't have her phone accessible, or wanted nothing to do with her. Unfortunate, but she would survive. Oh, well. She finished her slurpee by the time an answer did ping on her phone, and she checked to see what it was with no expectation of it being Alekto.

Oh! Okay! Bet!



Amazing. Andromeda looked around then, leaning over the edge to drop the slurpee cup into a nearby garbage can down on the floor. She'd just wait here for Alekto. Creedence should be happy if they patrol together, yeah?

Someone was coming. Andromeda perked up and looked around for the source, glad that it didn't feel threatening. It must have been Alekto! At first Andromeda was content to simply sit and wait for her, that was until she called out from the ground. She blinked. Was Alekto not coming up here? That's... fine, sure. She rose to stand, hopping down from the top of the stall and landing gracefully on her feet. Once in front of her, Andromeda flashed Alekto a bright smile and offered a wave of her hand in greeting. "Hey! Yeah. I've found I really like hopping along rooftops, kind of like a superhero in a movie, you know? It's fun. You not good with heights?" It was asked as a genuine question. If Alekto didn't want to be up on the roof she was totally fine with them walking.

Andromeda actually had to think. Had she encountered any youma? She tapped at her lips, her gaze turning distant. There was Hestia... Salome.. the freak with the furby.. Snow White's Evil Queen guest starring on RuPaul's Drag Race...

"You know... no," Andromeda answered with a bit of surprise to her own answer, looking to Alekto now. "There was a guy with what he called a 'wraith', but no youma. That's weird, right? I hadn't even thought about that. Have you?" Maybe it was something they could try and do together. Surely Creedence would be excited two of her senshi had taken down a youma together, right?

"That's been my experience with the agents and their senshi so far, to be honest. Except for one. I might have another chat with him, see if he's being serious. But there's this one chick, I don't remember her name, but she's got this freaky Furby that she throws around like a volleyball? Meanwhile, she's dressed like a low budget high school putting on Jesus Christ Superstar but setting it in the Tudor period." Andromeda rolled her eyes and shook her head. Thankfully she'd had yet to experience someone reaching into her chest, Hestia had come the closest with slamming her fist into it.

At the question of a wraith Andromeda hummed thoughtfully, settling her hands at her hips. She began to walk, because walking and talking on patrol was better than just standing in one place like a pair of sitting ducks. "It was like... a ghost," she began with a slight nod of her head. Yeah, that worked. "This senshi kept it in a piece of glass, but before that it kept floating over this guy sleeping on a bench until it got big and fat like a tick and then started floating away. And when I threw a rock at it trying to get its attention this guy came out of nowhere all 'you attacked my wraith, it's precious to me, I'm going to fight you now!' like a ******** Pokemon trainer."

"A big grey guy?" Couldn't be the antlered guy. He wasn't big. Did she mean someone else? Interesting.

Andromeda looked down at herself when Alekto suddenly lamented about clothes, and then to Alekto. Well... yeah, Alekto's fuku was certainly more interesting than her own. But hers did have a lot of exposed skin for her to use with her magic. "Maybe it's something to do with how everyone's magic manifests?" A pause. "Do the Negaverse agents have magic?"