It wasn't quite afternoon yet but the festival was already busy and lively. From Easter egg painting all the way to the relay races. There was something for everyone and each activity was popular among the attendees. Samira herself had already decided on doing something simple to pass the time. Painting easter eggs. Although, she couldn't really fathom why that called out to her first. Being that kind of creative was a rarity but that day she was quick to give it a try and amuse herself with the activity. It didn't take long for her to get to the point of realizing something was missing. Besides the paint that was supposed to be on the hardboiled egg in front of her. Not a single dab of paint had been brushed onto it yet. The noise of the spirit avatars around her went unheard as they fought and argued over their own egg masterpieces, causing other participants and spectators to stare and calmly distance themselves. Normally she would have told them to quiet down and behave, much like a child would a parent, but she was too distracted by that one missing thing. What was it? And then finally, it became clear. Her normal festival partner was absent. That was it. Leona was unavailable that day. So there Samira was. Alone. With the avatar spirits that craved attention and trouble on a daily basis. At a festival where they were bound to get thrown out for doing whatever chaotic plans they could come up with. Oh, dear. She needed contact with someone else for once. But, who?
Samira continued to ignore the egg that still needed to be painted. There was still plenty of time to do something with it so whatever time was left on the clock didn't worry her much. Her new priority was getting someone there that wasn't... Samira stared at the group of summons around her. The fight for dominance over the cup of yellow paint was real. "There is more yellow paint at the other egg painting tables..." The group looked at her and then at the other tables. Naturally, those other tables had other people paiting eggs, but no one seemed to take that into consideration. The group zoomed towards the other tables, leaving the original cup of yellow paint at her table all alone. Samira sighed in a mix of disappointment and exasperation. To conclude her earlier thought process, it would have been nice to have someone there that wasn't them.
"I wonder if anyone at the guild is coming here today." Samira thought aloud. It was the Ace of Spades, after all. The main town that Sabertooth had major connections with and watched over. Why she chose to visit the Ace of Spades over anywhere else Samira didn't know. She rarely ever came to that town or even the guildhall itself. Perhaps it was a subconscious choice in answer to her current small problem of company.
"I haven't seen anyone yet!" Serqet, the only summon that had remained because she was more focused on the color purple than yellow, answered. The spirit avatar clumsily painted on her egg. Not because of lack of skill but because she was wearing a massive bunny costume. It wasn't exactly made for performing detailed artistic strokes. Serqet didn't seem to mind though, nor did she mind the mess she was making on the costume itself. "They'll probably come though. Maybe. If they're not busy. Or dead."
"Hmmmm," Samira didn't know many of the guild members to even personally invite. And on such short notice too come to think of it. The most logical choice was Victoria. She'd likely be the easiest to find out of anyone and most likely very nearby if she still worked at the inn. That was fortunate. The whole thought of having company likely would have been extinguished permanently if she had to settle on Kite or Imai. It was almost enough to quickly switch towns. Thank goodness for the existence of Victoria and for the lines of fate having them meet in the past. Samira would enjoy getting to know the other Sabertooth mage a bit more and adding a guildmate to the list of friends. And so the decision was made and the plan set.
At the Red Dragon Inn, a magic portal materialized inside. It was the first place to look for the mage that was so known to be there. And, as expected, it would be the last. A spirit avatar that Victoria was familiar with came from the portal; Janus. He bowed politely towards her and began to greet her. "Heeeellllooooo, Ms. SheriDAN!" The master of portals yelped the last syllable as someone else came bouncing through the portal, crashing right into him and knocking him to the ground. It was the bunny costumed Serqet. "Hihi!" She hopped around and waved around her egg-filled easter basket a few times before stopping right in front of Victoria. From the basket she pulled out a colorful easter-themed letter. That was blank. She didn't exactly have time to fill it in or have Samira do so before hijacking Janus' portal. Nevertheless she offered it for Victoria to take. "You've been officially invited to join our uh... most esteemed summoner in the spring festival.... festivities! Do you accept?!"
"She means Samira," Janus added weakly from the floor. He was sure Victoria could put two and two together without that, but since Serqet failed to mention it herself he felt it polite to make it clear.
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