Not that she wanted to beat them all to a pulp! Just the ones who were bratty little shits who insulted her!
Besides, if she was out and actively patrolling, it kept her from thinking too hard and feeling as if her life was spinning increasingly out of control. If she could find a good fight, she'd be providing some ease to her poor, raw, anxious nerves. When she fought, there was at least a semblance of the control that she craved and needed to feel stable.
And there, just edging against her senses was an aura that felt... off. Closing her eyes for a moment, the senshi of masquerades blessed her luck and quickened her pace. The sooner she found this person, the sooner she might get the balm her soul craved.
frayedflower
Start for you!~
