Mr. Tickle's Wonder Emporium

Jun 21st, 2012 12:15 PM

Rook watched the butterfly thoughtfully, his expression not entirely impressed.

Not because he didn't think it was beautiful, but because it made him think of his family. He could easily picture his children being fascinated by such a toy, even if they were adults now who where long past the stage of wanting such things and perhaps even well into the stage of wanting children of their own.

But in his heart, they were still as he'd left them, a gangly nine year old boy and a gap-toothed seven year old girl, beaming at their father. In his heart, they'd always be as they were when they'd been his to hold.

He turned his gaze away to watch the crowds and their rapturous expressions at the display, his shuttered irises whirring faintly as he sought out any signs of trouble. Better to concentrate on his duties instead of thinking about the past. He couldn't reclaim what had been taken. He could only trust it to someone else.

Oh, and manners. He could do that, too.

"Good evening, Tickle."

**Perry diCarto** · Jun 21st, 2012 12:46 PM

Perry's emerald eyes wandered as he walked, leading the lawyer to a white pavilion. There was something about it, something that drew him, and he narrowed his lids. There was an old woman inside, and as he looked on, he found he wasn't alone.

Turning to Doctor Jack with a polite smile, he said, "Good evening," ripping his attention off the tent and the feeling of Glamour that drew him in. The least he could do is introduce himself to the other Lost before he did his best moth-to-flame impression to that lure.

Yet his eyes drew back for a moment, looking over once more before returning to Jack with an unmistakable look of curiosity and a shrug.

**Terri Nutkins** · Jun 21st, 2012 03:33 PM

Her arm tucked into Rick's, Terri watched with wonder as they passed therought the Flea Market, and she had several ideas already for future hedgespinning. In fact, tonight she was looking for anymore recipes that she could use. Wearing a pair of simple black pants and a black vest top that with a pair of red heels and the hedgespun gloves she crafted herself, she was impressed with the infamous Tickle

"He certainly hasn't," Terri commented, watching the butterfly. "Got to give him credit for changing his life as he has. Its not easy."

Jun 21st, 2012 05:33 PM

As the cat stared at Anya, and the Draconic stared right back, an eyebrow arched.

Was the cat sassing her?

When the curious feline did not back down, she had to assume that it was in fact giving her attitude.

The Draconic wasn't sure whether to skin it or give it kitty kibble, for its audacity.

She really shouldn't even consider following the cat. Not because she was concerned, but because it seemed utterly illogical to follow Lassie the Cat. And yet there she was, stepping forward- leaving behind the pretty shiny trinkets in favour of what lay beyond. Curio shops, markets and intriguing tents could hold all manner of interesting objects...

"Okay, I'll bite," Anya murmured to herself. With one last look around the market at large, she followed the feline.

**Cameron** · Jun 21st, 2012 09:24 PM

Hazel eyes tracked the butterfly as it gracefully completed its maneuver, before shifting back to Mr. Tickle himself. It wasn't a face he recalled seeing at any of the previous gathering he had attended in the city, but Rook seemed to know him.

"Good evening. Very fancy, the figure eight was a nice touch" remarked an accented voice pleasantly from beneath the hood, his attention largely focused on scanning the visible wares.

Jun 22nd, 2012 04:04 AM

"It's a pleasure, Karina ," Tobias said with a small flourish. He was about to say more when the stall owner interrupted. Instead, he smiled at his companion. "What do you think, shall we check it out?" A quick glance over the wares reminded him of the junkyard project he and Clare had done a few weeks ago. Home made gadgets, that's kinda cool. He looked over at the Ogre next to him and smiled. "Could be interesting?"

When the drilling sound stopped, he glanced over and spotted the other changeling ( Marcus Evan ) there. "Good evening, I don't believe we've met."

**Sirith** · Jun 22nd, 2012 04:47 AM

The Ogress turns her head from Tobias to take a look at the little man. For a few seconds her eyes followed mechanic spiders movements. "Sure, we kan take look." It looked interesting, maybe if she saw how it worked, she could make somewhat similar fishes or whatever from things she's finding at the garbage. Well, if she learned to make such things, first...

For a short moment she glanced at Marcus, observing his movement... and tatoos. They reminded her of something she couldn't quite catch, but what made her a bit wary of that man. She bowed her head, letting Tobias speak. She wasn't good at socializing, anyways.

OOC

**CyledyrWyllt** · Jun 22nd, 2012 03:04 PM

Jack offers a blood-encrusted hand to the imposing man before him.

"How ya doing? I'm Jack."

Noticing Perry seems preoccupied with the same canvas tent he had been about to enter, the wizened gestures with his other hand for the fairest to precede him.

"I was just about to stick my head in for a look around. Care to join me?"

Jun 22nd, 2012 03:05 PM

As Serreth perused the stalls, one stand in particular caught his eye. In fact he was quite surprised he hadn't seen the giant red contraption when he first walked in. He made a beeline for the tent and made his way inside.

"Afternoon, all." He says upon seeing his fellow lost inside. Danny Tongs , Alec Valentine and Aldamoth( Cameron )

**Marcus Evan** · Jun 22nd, 2012 03:30 PM

Marcus nods to the diminutive craftsman and is about to follow him when he is addressed by a fellow elemental. Putting out his smooth and shiny hand, the metalflesh offers a firm handshake and friendly nod to the unfamiliar changelings.

"No, we haven't. Marcus Evan. Alright?"

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