In her humble opinion, whoever decided summertime was a good idea should go die in a hole. Who in the world enjoyed an entire season dedicated to sunlight? Althea had been a mountain hermit for the majority of her existence, so she hadn’t really needed to bother with paying attention to the weather. Where she used to live, it was either frigid, snowing lightly, or snowing a lot. And so whenever the horrible summertime rolled around in places like Magnolia, she just kind of wished for everything to just end. Everything was hot, gross, and sticky, and Althea just wanted to go home. But wait, the slayer didn’t have a house! She just ate and slept on the way to jobs, and on the rare occasion she dropped by at Magnolia she just slept on a roof. But of course, with the evil Sun being a ball of hot gas, the last thing she wanted was to be in its rays all day long.
“Damn you heat!” Althea yelled toward the obviously not scentiant sky, and obviously not getting an answer back. A few festival goers on the streets below shot the weirdo on the roof a strange look before hastening their walking. But to be honest, the blonde was a lot like a crazy person. The blonde was probably already a bit off her rocker normally, but the heat just made things worse. Her already short attention span was almost non existent, and she had patience for nothing and no one. It was possibly the worst possible day to have to talk to the water mage, but someone else had been paired with her to solve some “prolonged summer” problem. People were still wandering around and somehow enjoying the summer solstice, but in a corner of the festival was these stands literally no one even looked at. It was being run by these weirdos shouting about “never ending summer”, “postponing winter”, or something like that. Even though she was very much within earshot, the teen refused to pay attention to them. She’d just sort things out with her partner for the job and retreat somewhere colder. Althea gritted her teeth impatiently as she waited under the shade of her floppy hat, eyes darting erratically around for someone who looked out of place, as many mages did.