Mirella pulls onto the streets and slows her speed accordingly, looking around at all the different buildings. They were all more than familiar to her. She'd come through this section several times, volunteering here and there. It's how she kept herself busy. But this time, she felt she wanted something more. She wanted to use her education for something substantial. Seeing the Bay Mirror sign, she slows and turns into the parking lot.

Jenna slowly drives down one of the many streets in the financial district. Her eyes scan out the window, over towards the buildings she passes, counting each one she passes in her head. She’s familiar with the area, just not the employment agency, never having been there before. Nether the less, she spots it in little to no time.

(Now to get me a job) The witch muses as she pulls up beside the curb. She brings her car to a complete halt and applies the hand brake. Jenna then gives herself a quick look over in the mirror, checking she looks ok and most importantly hireable, and exits her vehicle, the doors locking behind her. Now out on the street, the blonde heads towards the employment agency, eager to get on with her search.

Seb smiles to himself as his car eases up towards the Police Station/ The building was rather dull looking, though Sebastian knew that was hardly the case on the inside. He takes a brief moment to take a deep breath and ease himself. He'd been doing this for a while now, a different city didn't make that much difference, right? With a shake of his head he continues on to the Parking Lot.

Mirella doesn't even glance at the other businesses in the area. She's too busy contemplating how she can find the answers she so desperately needs. A spell? A Ritual? A combination of both? Yes. That would work well. She would need a bowl of water. Annnd ... A spell, naturally. That she would take care of at home. Or so she thought. Words begin to form rhymes in her head almost immediately as she pulls into the parking lot of the Bayside Apartment Complex.

Mirella pulls her car out into the street once more. As if remembering the way like she was a little girl again, she makes her way towards 32 Maddison Street. Otherwise known as Shadow's Mistress. After several turns and stoplights, she finds herself on the streets of North Beach. She barely notices the pedestrians, though manages to avoid them. Her mind was swimming.

Thoughts of magic plague the blonde’s mind as she drives quietly down the vast ocean of streets that make up the financial district. She can not wait to get in and lock herself away. She wants nothing more than to sit in the sanctuary of her apartment and delve into the unknown world of her magical heritage. It’s something she has desired to do for a long, long time. Jenna put her research on hiatus while the trials took place, but now they are over she can pick up right where she left of. Perhaps she will even try out a spell or two. The thought conjures butterflies in her stomach as she turns into the parking lot of Bayside apartments.

Drew's car speeds along the street. Determination powers her as she moves along the street. Soon the frame of bayside apartments comes into the view through her windshield. Her heart grows even more rapid. She begins to run through the ritual in her head, piece by piece, moment by moment. She barely slows down as she pulls her wheel and turns the car into the parking lot.

The sounds of the latest pop tune pump from Miss Bell’s car as she speeds down the street. She turns the car at the first junction, heading for the streets of north beach . Jenna knows exactly where she is going – a hip little club by the name of p3. She heard about it back when she was studying at Uni. Some of her classmates used to be frequent visitors to the joint; the neo-witch figures she'll go and see what she missed out on.

With a faint buzz Drew's hover car floats above the littered streets. Drew absent-mindedly flicks on the radio. A nice oldie comes on, "Cold Wind", by B.R.M.C. One of the few things her father had left Drew with was a great taste in music. As the music pounds throughout the car Drew drives into the Street of the North Beach.