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To say Hopeite was bored would be an understatement. Hopeite was counting her steps and the seconds between her heartbeats to fill the time she spent looking for something to do. There were plenty of people in the area; draining energy wouldn't have been hard. She did, after all, have a quota to meet. Ugh, but that all sounded so boring. And what was the energy even for, she had no idea. Sure, Painite could have told her the night she was corrupted but had, for some reason, opted not to. Hopeite bit down hard on the but of her cigarette c** weapon in irritation.

Whatever.

So Hopeite was an orphan of the Chaos. It only offered her more freedom to do as she pleased. As far as she was concerned, she answered to no one. She had no superior; Hopeite was on her own side.

And right now that side was boring as hell. She blew smoke rings through smoke rings and watched lazily as they faded out into nothing, counting the seconds until they did. She was sure there was some metaphorical bullshit about the billions of tiny seconds fading away until humanity withered. Whatever. Hopeite hated metaphors with a violent passion. Almost as much as she hated inactivity, which is where she was stuck now. Idle and surrounded by metaphoric meaning. Hopeite was overcome with the sudden urge to hurt someone.

A passing order aura caught her attention, breaking he temper tantrum. Young. New. Not the Hopeite was particularly seasoned herself...

She screamed before she even had a plan and took off running towards the aura.

[quote"ZaiaFantasy"]Sorry this took so long!

The aura was moving, fast, towards Hopeite's scream. So this one was new and stupid. All the better for Hopeite. Maybe this would be a good cure for her boredom. At least for a little while.

She tripped, ripping her stockings open on the uneven ground. She ditched one of her gloves and mussed her hair bow. By the time Hopeite reached the other knight, she may very well have been given a good working over by whatever it was she was running from. She ran past the order, clipped her her shoulder against the girl's sending her toppling into the dirt again. That one hadn't been planned, but Hopeite was adaptable and this wasn't something she couldn't roll with. And roll she did, over and over until her bow came entirely out of her hair and what remained of her stocks shredded.

"Don't hurt me," she sobbed, from the ground, holding her mismatched hands up in a sign of surrender. "Please don't hurt me I was just doing what I was told, I..." She stopped the allow a shudder to wrack her body, "I was just doing what I was told, I didn't know I was hurting anybody!"