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There was a cold front from the north, chilling the entire city. They were ‘lucky’, some other areas on their latitudes had snow, snow this early in the season did not bode well, but it was still ******** cold, and there was a storm brewing in the sky above. Tortuga was glad for his thicker, layered, uniform that night even if it made things a bit too warm in the heat of summer. And yet, he was still cold. So why exactly was he out there in the middle of the night patrolling? He had no ******** clue!

He was tired but couldn’t sleep. His own memories were haunting him like a bad smell and rather than letting them linger over a glass or several of whiskey the knight decided to brave the chill of the night. He wasn’t expecting anyone to actually be out, the best he figured would happen was him directing a few homeless to shelters. The worst would be calling emergency services for civilians doing stupid s**t. He wasn’t expecting magical s**t to be going down. It was too damn cold out for magical crap to happen. It’s why he was checking one of his little med kits he had squirreled throughout the city for anyone to use, nothing complicated or expensive, but useful none the less. Quiet nights like this where the darkness in his own head drove him out into the darkness of the city were perfect times to check the kits. Giving him both something to focus on other then his own ******** up life and the illusion that he was doing something to help others. Especially if he comes across a missing kit. They had likely been stolen but he chose to believe that they were used for their intended purpose. To help those in need.

It was the only thing he was good for after all…

Tortuga was on his way to the next med kit location according to his records when the distant sounds of a fight drew his attention. As he got closer a distinct aura had him picking up speed until he was racing towards the fight, sure he would not like what he found when he got there. Nothing good ever came of the sounds of fighting with only a basic aura of a senshi… a chibi senshi, around. A child. A child fighting.

The squire picked up speed and prayed he got there in time before anything serious happened.

Tortuga barreled through the park, not worrying about the damage to the plants he left in his wake. He only slowed down when he burst through the last barrier before seeing the youma and rapidly spotting the child in the line of fire. The squire didn’t hesitate as he skidded to a stop, he barked out ‘Cover your eyes and ears!’ before muttering ‘Jupiter’s Wrath’ and softball lobbing the little ball of light that formed at the youma.

The crack of sound and flash of light was enough to blind and deafen someone unprepared. Tortuga had known what to expect so as soon as he threw the ball he had clamped his hands over his ears and spun around, eyes closed tightly. Even protected that way he still saw the lights through his eyelids and his ears still rang a bit from the sound, but he also knew the fried turkey of a youma was likely in much more dire state then he was. Turning to face the creature revealed just that, the monster was squawking and staggering around. Unharmed but definitely seeing little more than bright lights, something Tortuga could actually understand… he was still blinking away the residual light dots that marred his night vision.

But just because stubborn little motes of light, or one in particular really, was making it harder to see didn’t mean that Tortuga would let the opponent rest on its singed feathers. Instead he raced towards the youma and with a hard side kick, drove the magical bird further away from where the chibi had been. “You ok?” He called out to the child, not turning away from the youma, but blinking to try to remove the last stubborn little mote of light haunting his vision.

Before Tortuga really got a chance to do more than blink the majority of the light away, there was still that stubborn little ball of light haunting his vision, and become acclimated to the dim world of the park at night once more the chibi did something. She must have used her magic because an owl came flying out of the tree and attacked the turkey, which then ended up running into the dark park while screeching, and burning, being chased by the irate owl.

Biting off a curse the knight quickly helped the chibi down from the tree, “I’m Tortuga of Jupiter.” He introduced himself before gesturing in the direction the turkey had been chased, “Come on, we need to make sure that a flaming turkey doesn’t start a fire anywhere.” Honestly that was a big reason but there was also the concern that the youma would attack a civilian, and it wasn’t ethical to let a fatality injured animal stagger away like that… or at least he hoped it was fatality injured because he really didn’t want to fight a creature on fire since his magic didn’t do more than irritate or temporarily inconvenience.

Luckily by the time both order fighters caught up with the creature it was already dead, they passed a few trees just in time to see the youma turn to dust. Tortuga eyed the burnt grass, breathing a sigh of relief that no other fire had been started, a sigh that quickly changed to annoyance as a particular and familiar sound started to echo in the night. They were about to have company. “We have to go, someone called the cops.” If they called for the ‘lightning strike’ they were about to have not only cops but firefighters swarming the park in a very short time. The sooner they headed out, the better. “Lets go,” Once again he urged the chibi into a jog, this time towards the other side of the park, away from the rapidly approaching sirens.