Hyperlaser always found comfort in high places, sitting atop the roof of a high building. He leaned back where he sat and looked down at his rifle, taking out a cloth from his pocket.

It was a cool night, as it always was. The clothes Hyperlaser wore did insulate his body, so he wouldn't be too cold. He checked the barrel of his gun carefully, it was always safe to check.

Footsteps approach him, and he turns around. "What brings you up here?" He's keeping his guard up.