Live Wire knew the hot-spots. They all did. Museum, National Bank, the Mayor's Home, the City Hall. They were the areas to watch, to keep an eye-on. Which Live Wire at this moment in time did not particularly want to do. It was cold, dark, and unlike some, his gift was not one that made seeing in the darkness much easier. He had considered brightening the sky with bolts lightening, but he didn't think that would go down to tell, and they were trying to lay low. He and Edward at least, and they'd noticed that the other Supers, as anonymous as they all were, had been keeping themselves off the streets more than usual.
He knew he was almost certainly alone out on the streets tonight. Edward would be at home trying to get his brother off the sofa and into a place of his own, and the rest, well, they would be doing whatever they liked, no doubt. Which was why catching a glance of movement on the roof of the Museum made he stop dead. There was no one else out, not that he knew off, and the light from the glass sky-lights showed the costume to be none that he knew as a friend.
He sighed as he creeped onto the museum rooftop, trying to get a good look at the other, trying to assess the situation. To catch the villain would man hauling him down through the museum to somewhere the security guards would find him in the morning, and the easiest option would be to let him carry on. That, however, was not going to earn him any of his own rewards. So he only really had one option.
He moved closer, keeping as quiet as he could, wondering if he should just shock them into submission at roll them down the emergency staircase. Unfortunately he did not.
"Why don't you just go and put it back?" He said, approaching the young man, a cracking ball of yellow lightening beginning to gather in his hand. You never knew when you would need one.