A bit frustrated and at a loss, Rita swept her fingers through the bangs of her caramel locks, loosely pulled back into a thick and low fitting braid. The mages boots quietly thumped against the road as the she traversed the streets of Rose Garden. She wore a long dark maxi skirt today, slits on the sides running up her thighs, and a knotted blouse, navy in color.
Unfortunately, The Fairy had missed her ride back to Magnolia... She refused to wait around in the station for the train that came tomorrow afternoon... There were too many creeps sticking around there for her taste. So, Rita set off into Rose Garden, seeking something to do or at least some where she could crash for the night.
From what Rita could see, it was obvious that Rose Garden was a place blooming with magic. It was quite literally everywhere, from the shows on the streets, the shops, the lights, and even in the air she breathed.
Rose Garden was a lot bigger than she last remembered it to be. There were all more people occupying the place too. When she came here she had expected maybe a couple streets with a few small shops and what not. Rita had been mistaken; the place was easily a city. She wouldn't admit it--- but she quite easily found herself well...lost?