Job: The Tiger, the Witch, and the Flying Wardrobe (Victoria, Alexander)

Victoria laughed hard as Alexander proposed that the last person in arriving in the guild will pay the drinks. She was so not going to pay the drinks, even less knowing how much they both can end up drinking and their, well, luxorious alcohol likes. She hopped on the broom and looked around, looking for a mechanism of starting this thing. Suddenly, it began flying, making Victoria yell since it was practically a surprise. But, after a few seconds, she got used and told the broom to go a bit faster so she could go in front of Alexander and make the nasty demon slayer pay her drinks. Oh, what joy it would be for her to reach Sabertooth's guildhall first and make him pay. It would be awesome. Her scarlet red hair flew elegantly behind, pushed by the wind. Victoria looked next to her to see Alexander and tried to go faster, but it was no use: this was the fastest. And so, after a pair of hours, the two mages arrived at Fiore, completely out of energy, but satisfied that they were back. Back in the country that had some of the best drinks. Victoria landed soon after Alexander and huffed in amusement. ''Guess you win this time, Alex. Come on, let's go get some drinks and forget all of the madness that we saw in Seven. Because, believe me, I want to forget my trip into that country and the sour taste of wood it left in my mouth. '' A little laugh escaped her lips as the two mages headed for the nearest tavern, happy.