Mr. Tickle's Wonder Emporium

[Cameron]

"Evenin', Mr. Valentine, Danny" remarks the Leechfinger pleasantly, giving a polite nod to each of his fellow Courtiers. Hazel eyes peered out from beneath the hood, inspecting those nearby, before centering back on Mr. Tickle.

[Lesingnon]

"It almost was." If the Hedge had overtaken the Ash Runners when they'd ventured into the Hedge to drag Tick out of it...well, in combination with what else had happened last night it may have practically been a crippling blow to the Freehold.

On one hand he was almost surprised to see Rook here. The metalflesh had never struck Rick as the flea market type (that he probably didn't strike people as that type either was lost on him. On the other, well, the Constable was so meticulous in his patrols and attention to the security of the Freehold that it was hardly really surprising to see him anywhere within its boundaries.

He flashed a brief smile of his own as he noted Rook's, following Terri over to him. "Can't say I was expecting this place to be quite so busy."

No one had ever said that small talk with people he didn't know well was one of his strengths.

[CyledyrWyllt]

Mr. Tickle smiles in acknowledgement of both the greetings and compliments directed his way. He might even be blushing, but it would be really hard to tell. He starts working the crowd that had begun to gather and sets various toys in motion to the delight of his audience. However, he does seem to be paying more attention to certain customers at his stall than others. Those able to tell the difference notice that he appears to be hovering near the changelings present moreso than the normal humans. He frequently asks the crowd in general if there is anything they are looking for in particular. That is, until some of the mundane mortals starts to whisper amongst themselves and give strange looks toward Terri Nutkins , Danny Tongs , Rook , and Serreth( Tyladhras ) as they speak quite openly about the Hedge, the Courts, and the Wyrd in such a public place. In fact, the wizened craftsman starts to look rather uncomfortable and might even seem to be avoiding them. Tickle glances at Rick Pereg( Lesingnon ) as if to try and ascertain what the Autumn King thinks of all of this.

[Doctor Jack]

Jack smiles graciously at the old woman as he follows Perry into the tent.

"Duly noted. We'll consider ourselves warned."

Turning back toward the fairest, he gives the black-skinned man a wry look before glancing at some of the dog-earred paperbacks on display.

"I think I'd remember ever seeing you around before. Are you new to the area?"

Noticing the cat, Jack puts out a tentative hand, but stops short of actually touching the ebon-furred feline. Instead, the wizened waits for the kitty to decide if it wants to be scratched behind the ears. After all, Its Desires Are Its Own, as well. The good doctor is musing on the green-eyed animal's similarity to his new companion, when he notices the striking, yet inscrutable dragon lady addressing him.

"Oh, hey. How's it going? You on the lookout for anything in particular?"

[Marcus Evan]

Marcus subtly scrutinizes the spider as he looks around the stall. Me might be admiring the ingenuity of the clockwork automaton, or he may just be on the lookout for any stray wisps of pink cotton candy. It's hard to say, and the stoic metalflesh isn't telling. However, the metalflesh does show a bit of surprise at Tobias' words.

"Really? Why's that?"

Marcus browses through the merchandise on display as he waits for an answer to his question and gives the shy ogress a friendly nod when she is introduced.