(Posts above this one complete the 10,000 group wc for
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Complete Total: 10,280
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The cat meowed in agitation when she was picked up by the scruff. He had even gone that far! What an obnoxious dolt he was turning out to be! Her eyes turned to slits once more as she stared at him.
"Insane, disrespectful, and hard of hearing. What a deadly combination." The Joyan was an embarrassment to his race. Did he not know who she was?! Well... actually no he probably didn't. Probably didn't know that she even existed beyond that form if his words about her lacking hands was anything to go by. She had hands in her true form, but why use them? She was perfectly comfortable in her less than lethal typical cat form. Although now she had wished she bothered to be in her real form so that she could remove those disrespectful eyes of his, and maybe even that tongue. It was uncalled for her in her opinion. She did say "if you don't mind" with her demand to open the door. That was as polite as she could get with a buffoon that had provided so much entertainment earlier.
The moment she was dropped the cat rushed away into a corner to prevent being picked up like that again. Although, it seemed as if the Joyan had lost interest in her. He had decided to go back to drinking from the flask and become lost in an obvious trance of thought. She didn't bother him. Honestly she didn't care to communicate with him more than she already had. So disrespectful. So rude. So suicidal crazy if his power levels were anything to go by and not masked over like some mages were capable of doing. She was much more powerful than him in comparison! Granted, she might have forgotten that her disguised typical cat form had less power coming from it. Perhaps she even had a few foolish qualities herself.
When the knock came the cat seemingly leapt for joy. No longer would she be stuck in that horrible room! As soon as the door opened to reveal Samira on the other side, the cat zoomed out, forcing the woman to have to step out of the way to let the feline exit.
"You should have left him to freeze outside! His manners are worse than the wildest stray!" She shouted as she quickened the pace of her little paws to make her escape down the hallway that much faster.
Samira watched her go, her eyes unblinking. That was curious. Normally the cat wouldn't have said such things. What had happened there in such a short amount of time? She could inquire about it later, she supposed. For now she went back to focusing on the door and opened it further so she could get a better view of the room. As she had been told by the cat through the mental link, the Joyan was indeed awake, and alive. He was also apparently well enough to annoy her spirit in such a way as well. That was satisfactory.
"I would say we could talk and start over, but that can wait until later. The innkeepers have gone out of their way to provide a meal for you. Already paid for, of course. I recommend that you eat it before it gets cold." She had gone back to being neutral in tone and expressionless everywhere else. True she did still feel bad about what happened, but at the end of the day he was fine. There weren't going to be tears shed for forgiveness over it, or cheerful over enthusiastic emotions about him being well. He was unknown to her and thus wasn't going to get much more than he got. Well, aside from an apology, which he would get later. Nourishment was more important. Something a lot more beneficial for the body than whatever was in that flask he held.
"Just make your way to the dining area whenever you are ready. The inn is smaller than the Red Dragon Inn back at the Ace of Spades so it should not be too difficult for you to find." Her hand left the knob of the door as she stepped away, conveniently leaving the door open. Not because she was so rude that she forgot to close it, but because if he wanted it closed he would need to leave the bed to close it himself. If he was out of bed then he might as well go the rest of the way and get food.
Samira had not made it far when she heard the laughter and rapid footsteps of children going down the halls. They came into view, fully dressed in costumes and holding buckets that were ready for even more treats to be thrown inside. Right. It was that time of year. She had noticed some decorations being placed in the main lobby of the inn as well as other areas but hadn't thought too much of it until that moment. Even in such an out of the way place they celebrated the trick or treating festivities. It was cute. Until they noticed a lone adult in the hallway, and clearly by child logic all adults carried candy in their magical pockets.
The three children rushed up and held up their buckets of what was already partially filled with their equivalent of priceless gold towards her. With their wide happy eyes and cheerfully excited grins it was almost heartbreaking to listen to them as they expectantly requested to be given candy with the common phrase that would be repeated a thousand times over until the day was over. Why was it so heart wrenching? Because Samira could only give them handfuls of disappointment. She had no candy to offer. That... wasn't exactly a good thing. The children became relentless about it. They had dressed up so nicely, after all! They wanted their sugary rewards! It was the law! Or something!
A thought crossed the summoner's mind. She might not have had a stash of sweets hidden away in her pockets, but one of her spirits did. It would cost her some nagging and scolding from him once he found out, but she could take that over a few demanding children that would likely follow her until she obeyed the "law" and gave them their tasty treats. Samira accessed the celestial vault of her spirits by opening a small portal. Seeing such a simple display of magic caused the kids to stare in awe and their small bodies began to jump around in place as excitement coursed through them further. Yes! They were getting their sweets! As Samira reached into the celestial portal, each child ended up having their bucket filled further with small bags of candies and cookies that were pulled out from the other realm. Already she was dreading the reaction of the owner of those sweets once he found out his stash had been depleted. At the very least the children lost interest in her and moved on to the next poor unfortunate soul in their path.
(Word Count: 1178
Samira Total: 1178)
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