Thrifting

[Rlyeh]

Subtle tension loosens as she isn't shooed away.

"Jasper-Flick-Riley-here-yes. Hello." she says repeating in full the last. "Are you...enjoying Sacramento-Funderland?" she asks, that was polite? Yes? Yes.

As smile-snarl curls her lips up. Awkward and weird on her face. "Just Cleo-stranger-new-but-had-to-leave." comes out after Anatole-Smith-friend asks, "Time will tell if she goes to thumbs-up-interview-stones-throw-leaders-boss." A River babbles.

"Sorry. Interruption. What was the topic-conversation-before?"

[Anatole]

Anatole is smiling when Ry'leh joins them. His eyes still retain elements of caution, sliding between Jasper and Flick with precise regularity. That is, of course, until the giant Beast mentions their connection to Sera. A frission of relief runs through the wizened.

"Oh you have? Well that is excellent, then. If you are looking to expand your ... hobby ... you should definitely speak with her more. She is a magnificent crafter. I don't spin myself but she has made for me a most exquisite coat. She had an instinctive grasp of my aura and really knew which charcoals and blacks to use for best effect."

His eyes dropped to his dark Mantle, pooling under his feet.

He waits while introductions are passed around.

"Oh we're just chatting about crafting and hobbies. Our friends have met Sera."

[Flickerwhisp]

The way Ry'leh speaks seems to fascinate the Darkling it had a curious, and almost rhythmic cadence to it. The shadows around him danced in time to her words. He nods in response to her question from behind his coffee cup, speaking softly "Not bad. New places always seem so big at first. But could get used to it."

His attention turns to Anatole as he speaks but it quickly shifts downwards, seeing the shadows pooled around the man like standing water. Flickerwhisp's own shadows seem to reach out to them. No aggression, merely curiosity.

"Yes, we went to the park... Very loud. Very bright. She was nice though." Flick takes a sip of his coffee, and then adds absently "Stone was strange... fascinating"

[Jasper]

Jasper listens for a moment while sipping at his coffee. His attention turns between the Autumn and then to the other courtless one before him. He nods once. "It's going as well as can be. Still settling into the swing of things."

He turns to Anatole and grins, "Yeah. We talked about possibly going to a market together sometime soon. Might find some things there."

"Yeah, we were browsing this market here, trying to see if there's anything of value.. or maybe give some inspiration for some weaving."

[Rlyeh]

Weaving-spinning-singing flashing in her mind for a moment, as Anatole speaks, "Good-great." relaxing something inside. They hadn't found the wyrdstone and fed it Glamour without anyone knowing.

Pulled from those thoughts, has her nodding, hair drip-drip-dropping as Flick offers his opinion, "Bright-loud-nice-weird." she's quick to agree, more nodding, oil-hair spilling, "Strange-interesting-fascinating. Yes."

Wolfdog-Jasper, "That's good. Sometimes it's strange-hard-hurting to do. It's taken a...long time for me." she admits. Then with eyes alight with mischief, "Little m or big M?"

6 days left folks!

[Anatole]

To Flick:

"Yes. Yes. They do. I think it has something to do with being confined... for so long... We see the possibilities and the freedom. Which is both good and bad. We sense the opportunities and possibilities all at once. Ah! Normal folk don't think like that."

He had bought that tea dammit. He struggled with another mouthful.

He caught the hint that Jasper was alluding, and raised a wry eyebrow. Rl'yeh caught the suggestion too and the excited tension frizzled between them.

"Well that depends. There are two... big ones... that I know of. One moves around but the other, it stays put. If you're lucky maybe Sera knows if the moving one is back in this neck of the woods. Otherwise - the other place... Its fun... but come prepared and be prepared. If you take my meaning."

For a moment the Autumn Courtier looked awfully hungry.

[Flickerwhisp]

Flick nods in agreement at the Autumn's words. Freedom and possibility were both things he took to heart, and he was always enamored with those that felt the same.

He settled into a comfortable silence as the others discussed the Markets. The darkling found them fascinating but dangerous, and as someone who had what they called sticky fingers they weren't places to go regularly no matter how shiny and enticing they were. He had seen what happened to people that stole from those markets... And Flickerwhisp learned by example.

[Jasper]

The giant Beast nods in agreement. "They don't really think about it.. It's 'normal' for them.." he says, with a shrug of his shoulders.

Jasper's own enthusiasm mirrors Riley and Anatole's as he says, "Sera didn't mention which it was, but yeah.. Probably gonna head to the Market. Might go seperately, might go with her." He downs the last of his coffee and licking his lips and checking his beard/fur for any moisture with a wipe of his palm, peering down at the empty cup with a bit of a sad look. "Just gotta figure out what I'm willing to offer up and what I'm looking for, hence the looking for inspiration."

[Rlyeh]

Cocking her head, she considered Anatole-Smith-friend's words. She'd seen the notice board, and the note about Ambrosial Delights but she hadn't heard of a roving Market. Fascinating-interesting-she-wanted-to-go-to-there.

Nodding solomely, "Equal-equivalent-value. But okay, not-destroying-self to loose-sell." ever the problem-balance needed when you ventured into the Thorns, and into the Market-den of hobs.

Three days left, we should start wrapping!

[Anatole]

Anatole was still smiling.

"Yes. Very wise. You probably know this, but if you do venture to Ambrosial Delights - or any Market - make sure you bring things to trade. Be they solid or intangible. Otherwise you have to offer up things that are far more intimate. Unless that is your strategy, of course."

He checked their surroundings for eavesdroppers and in the process, caught Jasper's unhappy look.

"Another coffee? I can get another round if you like, and then we can move on a bit. I feel we may have tarried her just a little too long."