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Aaaaaaaallllllllllll over town, Tuesday afternoon

So! Mae had made flyers! She was really proud of them. She had a big stack of copies she'd managed to make without giving into the temptation to photocopy her butt, and she was running all over town putting them up to make sure everyone had a chance to see them!

SATURDAY
BEACH
HELLA FOODS
COSTUMES
FIRE!
BEARS??

BE THERE

Some of the flyers definitely ended up pasted to roofs and windows and the tops of streetlights. But there were plenty at normal-people eye level, too. . . .

[open! Mae is definitely interruptable as she spreads the word of PARTY]

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And one of them ended up next to the entrance to the stairs leading up to Seivarden's apartment above the flower shop. She was about to go inside when she noticed it, then looked closer.

"Who the fuck brings bears to a party," she muttered.

"I dunno," Mae said, from the roof. "That's what the question marks are for!"

Seivarden looked up.

"Oh. It's you," she said with a sigh.

"THE GLOVELESS AVENGERRRR!" Mae shouted. "You should come to the party. You could dress as a normal person! No one would recognize you."

"And what would count as a normal person for you?"

Seivarden just had to ask.

Mae shrugged. "Someone who does, you know. Normal things."

"Like jumping on roofs?" Seivarden asked.

“Pfft, no.” Mae shook her head. “I never said I’m normal.”

"At least we agree on something," Seivarden replied, looking up at Mae. "That's almost worrying."

"Oh no, what will your friends think when they find out you have something in common with a gloveless heathen."

[I SWEAR I already replied to this. . . .]

"They'll feel sorry for me," Seivarden said. "Well, hope you'll have fun and thanks for warning me about the party."

There was at least one person who was guaranteed to notice the flyers on the roof and windows and the tops of streetlights, at least, as Freya had been doing her own roof-traveling, and they were kind of hard not for her to notice. She'd even landed on one, perching on a streetlight for a moment as she peeled it off, then leaped excessively high before landing on the nearest roof so she could read it to have a closer look. And that's when she noticed another one on that roof, leaped up again, and landed to read that one, too.

And then leaped back to perch on the lightpost to put that first one back, because she now felt bad about removing it.

Even if she wasn't sure how many other people would be seeing the flyers up here.

"Ohmigod!" Mae threw her arms wide in excitement. "Fellow roof dweller!"

Freya looked up from where she'd finished putting the flyer back toward Mae and smiled faintly.

"Not exactly a roof dweller," she pointed out, and decided against the obvious joke about people not usually caring for rats living in their roofs, "but they are the easiest way to get around the island."

Who wanted to deal with all those stairs when you could just...leap around? On everything?

"I'm Freya," she offered, with a wave of her paw before jumping over from where she was perched to where Mae was. "Your in my magic class ~~that the mun keeps getting too caught up in life to do much in~~, right?"

It was hard to forget one of the few other non-human faces around the island.

"Yup," Mae agreed. "I'm almost as bad at that class as I was at being civilized."

She was clearly very proud of this fact.

"You're a great jumper! Maybe even better than I am. And no one back home jumps like I do."

How they never worked out the jump-jump-jump! trick was anyone's guess.

"There are very few jumpers quite as good as me back home, too," Freya admitted, with a small swell of confidence that she couldn't quite help. Just the one, and he was...

...maybe she was now the greatest jumper...

...but she couldn't let herself think like that, and she shook her head a little, chasing away her own thoughts.

"Are you a dragoon as well?"

"No. Maybe? What's a dragoon?"

"It's a class of warrior," Freya explained, "specializing in pole arms and aerial attacks. That's where all my jumping skills come from; it would be impossible to perform a good lancer or jump attack without the ability to get some proper air."

"Ohhhhh." Mae nodded. "I just like jumping on things. But having a lance would be super cool!"

No one should ever give Mae a lance.

"I do enjoy using them," Freya admitted, with a small laugh for the unavoidable image that popped into her head of Mae attempting to handle a lance the size and length of what she usually handled. "So not a dragoon, then. Just a jumping enthusiast. I can appreciate that."

She then gestured toward a flyer that was currently flapping off the edge of a gutter. "Do you know anything about this party ?"

Mae nodded. "I know some stuff."

She was one of the hosts, after all!

"Well," Freya prompted, "like what?"

Although Freya would admit, the flyer did cover quite a bit.

The bears were particularly intriguing, but Freya had a feeling she'd be disappointed, but maybe not quite in the ways most people would be.

It would just be nice to have more people with non-human faces around to talk to.

...that could actually talk back, anyway.

Mae was only sometimes aware people thought she had one of those nonhuman faces. She was pretty sure a bear that could talk back would be awesome, though.

"Well. It's going to be on the beach," Mae said. "On Saturday." That was on the flyer, yes. "It's for Midsummer."

Most of that Freya could have discerned from the poster, too, but there was this whole thing she tried to do sometimes called making conversation, which was...maybe not going quite so well at the moment.

"It's probably safe to assume that Midsummer is some sort of celebration," Freya's tone was a bit wry, "of the middle of summer? It involves costumes?"

She recalled that from the flyer, as well.

That was Mae's fault. She could be very bad at conversations.

"Yup! Or possibly it's a kind of 'any excuse to wear costumes' kind of thing." She shrugged and smiled. "Because costumes."

"What kind of costumes do people usually wear for Midsommer?"

Because if it was anything like what Burmecians wore for ritual dances, they could probably count Freya out, and she'd probably just wear her new Earth-style t-shirt and shorts...

"Um," Mae said, because she had not thought to ask Magnus that. "Fun ones? You can probably wear whatever you want."

Freya's normal attire looked pretty much like a costume, anyway, while any of the Earth clothes she'd picked up definitely felt like costumes to her.

"I guess it'll be interesting to see what everyone else goes with, then," she said, thoughtfully, figuring that, yes, it probably would just be her usual clothes, then. "I'll definitely have to check it out.

"It's not like there's much else going on around here, anyway," she added with a faint shrug.

"Right? We're at a high school full of magical teens with limited supervision! It should be hijinks central!"

Freya didn't know too much about that; she wasn't exactly much of a mischeif-maker herself, but she suppposed she could at least appreciate the sentiments.

"It just seems very quiet," she offered, before her head tilted thoughtfully. "Will there be hijinks at the party, do you think?"

"Oh totally." Mae had no idea what sort of hijinks there might be, but she was pretty sure Magnus would be into it, whatever it was. "I mean, did you see the note about the possible bears?"

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