The notes were light and airy as they danced around the small music hall. It was, for the most part, empty, aside from the young raven haired woman playing and the three people sitting in the front row. The seemed to be writing, listening intently to the music that was played for them. The young woman on the stage seemed calm, relaxed as she played, her hair braided and out of the way as a soft, drawn out note ended the short piece, a polite bow given to the three in the audience. "We will be mailing out the results of the audition, please keep an eye out." One of the female judges said, the other two still talking.<br/><br/>"Thank you for the opportunity." The young woman said. Her voice was soft, carrying a well mannered tone. She left the stage, packing the dark wood violin into its case carefully. she slung a black messenger bag over her right shoulder before she left the small music hall, digging into one of the pockets as she looked for something. Outside, other people were standing, waiting with their own instruments. She smiled softly, hoping she would make it into the well known orchestra group, though she knew there were also talented musicians wanting to join as well. She let herself relax as her black boots tapped against the pavement, her mind once more in thought, but on a different matter. She shifted her case, carrying it from her shoulder as she walked towards a small cafe, deciding that some tea would be a wise idea.<br/><br/>"Good morning Mr. Crane." She said happily as she walked inside, thankful for the relief from the temperature outside. Even in shorts and the faded black vest she wore, it was still a bit too hot for her, then again, the boots and tights she wore didn't help either. She smiled as she sat down at a table by the window, fishing a newspaper from her bag, along with a notebook.