Among the number of places from which a person could choose to end up in their time away from the number of problems in their life, the monotony of picking sides and being judged based them. All of it was more than overwhelming and the need for unwinding came down to only one thing to do aside from staying far, far away from the guild; reading. It's been a long standing way for her to particularly escape the realities of life and enter another life for a time that she really needed it or just didn't want to face the harsh truths she had to endure as it was. It wasn't that much in the beginning, but as much as some would come to know of any life, everyone has a roller coaster effect that some days are better than others. It's easily something that she had come to find and master in a way that she could tune out everything around her and tunnel her focus onto one thing and one thing only when it mattered to her most. If the stories she read weren't of a fictional or mystery genre, she tended to move into anything that she could use to expand her knowledge and get just a little bit smarter. Honestly, it's the way she at first had gotten so enthusiastic about learning and expanding her own mind to the possibilities of everything in the world that would grow and expand. Life goals of discovering things and making her own book or books even just to enjoy those things even more was what she looked forward to the most out of life.
Still to this day, there's a glint of that possibility that floats around in her mind, if she could ever try to shake the bits of her life that people would judge her for and push her down and out in doing. Even so, it wasn't going to deter Madison from enjoying herself today, even if she wouldn't willingly use her normal appearance to do so just in a panic and fear that she would be seen and caught. Not that many people knew who she was to begin with, however the idea that she had gone through learning things from Sayrn for some time, that she would apply those teachings to a more normal standard of situations. Many people in the world could love knowledge like Madison normally does, and such that she wouldn't have to hide some aspects of herself and whatever else she had to do in order to stay clean of being found out. So in the spirit of disguises used to help blend into the normalcy of society, Madison remained at her normally retained height, long blonde hair tied up into twintails by a couple thin ribbons. Her attire consisted white button down shirt covered up mostly by a long sleeved green sweater and a yellow tie tucked between the two layers of shirts. A pair of black colored short shorts leaving little skin between them and the thigh high stockings down to a pair of slip in shoes with a strap over the top of the foot and tightened down with a buckle. Lastly,
With a small bag clutched into her right hand, holding several books within it, she had one book of a decent size in it of itself that was solely on the research and uses of lacrimas. How they had been used, their involvement with magical properties, how they reacted to infusing with humans and the like for their power. It was all completely astounding to learn about things like this, even months after she had come to not know what she was to do with the one already inside of her. It seemed to be something not covered in any way so far in her book in the half hour spent flying through page after page to be about half way at this point. Little sparks of her magic would pop her pages forward while her eyes scanned and watched the words collect in her mind and play back to her just as quick as when she had come to read them in the first place. Her pace continued along the streets, keeping close to the walls so she could have a sense of a direction of where she was going until she stepped onto a glass bottle and shattered it, startling the blonde from her reading to look up and at her surroundings. She'd wandered into a small section of a more "run down" side of Oak. The part was still very pretty to her itself, but it's not the kind of place she liked to be. Not when nothing around there seemed normal to her either.
The disguised blonde walked over to a small bench and set all of her things down. Lately, Madison had been holding onto a token from her meeting with Lestat. Something about his combative tendancies and everything had her mind adrift for a while. She reached into the pocket of her sweater and pulled out this token. Her eyes glared intently at it, much like she had from the first day that she'd come across this coin. "There's too many things I would want to get... No god could grant all of it, but..." She spoke to the token in hand as if it was talking back at her. The girl closed her hand around this token, closing her eyes and despite everything, took a moment of silence to cast her deepest wishes, sharing the memories that came with them into this token for whomever may or may not even be on the other side.