(long awaited, but here it is. sorry again for the long wait)<br/><br/>It had been a terrible day for Rafaela, but fate would have it that it should become even worse still. Her day had started out with her being late for a meeting with the other officers, due to the fact that Duke Cranor had thought is hilarious to keep her at his party as close to dawn as possible, resulting in her getting only very little sleep. This usually wasn't a problem for her, she had to remain vigilant no matter the circumstances, and such a little bother as too little sleep should not be in her way for taking care of her duties. However, she was woken up by the smell of smoke, and she had to put out a fire first thing in the morning, set by one of their recruits, a stupid son of some rich dude, resulting in her arriving at her meeting late, and smelling of smoke.<br/>The officers, being who they were, hadn't let the chance pass to tell her how incompetent she was, and how ridiculous it was to give a woman the title of Captain, even if it was only honorary. Honestly, she had been only seconds away from doing unspeakable things to them, when one of her soldiers burst through the door, and started mumbling about ambush and death.<br/>Needless to say, she had to leave that meeting early.<br/><br/>When she reached the barracks, things didn't really get much better.<br/>She had sent a group of her division out on a rather simple mission; it was just a matter of helping one of the too rich citizens with getting from one place to another. However, that idiotically simple mission had apparently ended in an ambush, and now two of her soldiers were dead, and five were seriously injured; whereof four of those were hysterics, and she had to spend two hours to calm them down enough to actually get medical help. By the time she was done, she had the audacity to think that it at least couldn’t get any worse.<br/>Oh how wrong she was.<br/>When she finally left the barracks, having left her boys in a much better shape than before, some messenger boy approached her, telling her about all of the wonderful demons practically falling out of the portal.<br/><br/>In short, Rafaela had had a terrible day, and honestly, the only bright side about the day was that she got to save Hortence’s ass for once. Usually, Rafaela wouldn’t even look in her general direction, unless she had to hunt her down, naturally. However, in the fight against demons, all bets are off between the two.<br/>Even if they did agree to split up the area surrounding the portal back when they first realised, then she honestly doubted that Hortence was going to care much about Rafaela passing into her area, when she was just seconds away from being burnt into a crust.<br/>She didn’t have much time to revel in the good feeling, because suddenly someone else, clearly not demonic, was dropping through the portal, and Rafaela had to jump out of the way, and hide behind a crumbling pillar to save herself. She managed to get out of the way just in time, her cape, however, caught fire, so she quickly ripped it off. This was the fifth cape she had ruined this week, and honestly, who the hell had even thought that capes were a good part of a military uniform in the first place?<br/>She got out from her hiding spot, feeling really pissed, and really, she just wanted the day to be over and done with.<br/>She saw Hortence running towards the portal, and decided to let her deal with closing that, and then focused on keeping the demons out of her way instead. Fuelled by her new purpose, she swung her sword with practiced ease, and struck down whatever demonic creature that would dare to cross her path.