Things had turned quite messy since the last time she'd been there... That said, Crocus was still Crocus, the capital city. To many, it's beauty was second to none... To the mages of Blue Pegasus, second only Hargeon. Indeed such a timeless beauty that not even a threat of war could possibly hope to detract from it, and more than enough for the most weary of mages to put aside their troubles for a night in town. The night felt surprisingly warm considering, with naught but a pleasant chill and a full moon the likes of which she hadn't seen in years.
Yet for the time being, she settled for staying cooped up indoors. Inside a rather classy looking restaurant sat a woman of Blue Pegasus, a mage undoubtedly in dire need of something to get her head off thoughts of war. Clad in a warm, cozy maroon dress, the sculptress looked positively homey compared to her usual stylish 'if looks could kill' approach to fashion. She even wore a warm cap more for style than an actual need to ward of the wintery chill... Not only did tonight feel comparatively warmer, but Alisa could usually handle the worst Fiore's winter could throw at her. Mind you, the season definitely made warm, classy but casual restaurants such as this feel all the more welcoming, even for her. And after a plentiful meal, what better than a sweet dessert to please her palate?
Thus, she ordered a small, but still hefty chocolate cake, well, for one person at least. Sure, she probably wouldn't mind sharing, but after such an exhausting afternoon, Alisa clearly wouldn't be shy about eating the whole thing herself...