D’rorah laughed, genuinely amused. “You know… I think that is actually the first time anyone has called me that.” She hadn’t thought there were many nicknames left to be had–glowstick, lightning bug, glow-worm. Point was, it was a long list, and Q had managed to find an original one. “And I am very dangerous,” she agreed.
The scenery played its part of ominous and foreboding, ushering them down the path toward their date with danger. She beamed in return at the assertion Q had never before been hunting in such good company.
“Right… havoc and mayhem.” She gave her sword a test swing as she assessed the landscape. “I am going to move closer to get in on the fun.” She smirked, lifting a brow at Q. “Just try not to shoot me while you are wreaking havoc.” She lifted her arm, pointing with her blade at a very conveniently placed stone outcropping. “There. It should put me close to heart-height if you can herd him that way.”
“That is,” she added as she broke into a sprint, “unless you beat me to that prize!”
Q beamed. Leave it to him to bring novelty into D’rorah’s life! For an ageless being, that was something to be treasured - Q knew it more than anyone.
They walked down the dark path, their surroundings seemingly growing gloomier by the minute, but that didn’t affect Q’s mood in anyway. If anything, he was restless, waiting for the beast to show up.
“The best thing about Chaos is that it’s arbitrary. Do with it what you please - no limits, no rules,” Q smiled, stopping to assess their positions, “I won’t shoot you while wreaking havoc, unless you choose to do things in a more organized way. Order is such a nuisance - doesn’t work well with Chaos.”
He drew his bow and aimed an arrow straight ahead, at nothing in particular, but in the general direction of the beast. “On the other hand, if this is a competition, feel free to use Order as much as you like. I’ll have the jabberwocky’s heart on a platter in no time.”
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