#dreaming

"this is intrusive" Clodagh says, then blushes "Nice to meet you, Syvi"

He stops, and instead... twists his hand alarmingly fingers bending backwards, and flips the tag upside down.

"I already ate mine" The Redcap says . "See? " He holds it up.. only it's back "MOTHER hubbard!"

She looks at hers and grunts. "Well, ain't a lie."

Zane sighs and hopes no one is looking at his around a hoof. "We're here I think. I think we're supposed to get off.. this is.. oh shit, we're airport luggage"

"Yeah, let's get off this thing...."

Dagmar does idly check out the other tags.

Symon mutters, “I can accept compliments if they’re sincere. But they’re generally just trying to trick me into something. Damning with faint praise, is that the quote?”

Sylvi climbs off the conveyer belt. "C'mon."

Brow furrow.

they get off... and yes, Dagmar gets a look at a few others

"I get that." She offers to the sluagh, softly.

Sylvi looks around. "Okay, so...we've gotta get going." A bit of apology to the other team.

The Pooka 's tag read 'Cornela, Pooka wilder (Horse) Girl- Hopeful, Cowardly, Loyal'

"Lies..." Cornela protests "I am a Unicorn." Angry look at the tag, then she waves

"Yes, nice meeting you," Clodagh says , but she stares at Sylvi "I swear I knew .. sorry. Old memories. House Eiluned matters.. yes, we should probably split. Secrets and all"

A little bit of troll-brow at the eiluned... but..

Sylvi's eyes go wide and she actually steps back a pace. "Uh...yeah. I mean...of course...is it 'Lady' Clodagh?"

"Yes, Da- " She catches herself "Yes. Pardon... this is..very odd"

Dagmar bristles, and sort of hovers behind Sylvi.

A tight swallow. "Um...well...good shopping, Lady." A respectful nod, then she turns away and mutters to her group, "Let's go."

"If she gives you any trouble..."

A quick headshake. "I just...let's just do the thing." She draws them away several yards, then stops and says, "Okay...so, in teams, check out the well-lit stalls. Dad says the stalls that are dim or dark will want much more twisted payments....Symon, I know that's going to be tempting as hell, but stick to the mission, okay?"

The smaller group parts, leaving the seven to walk along into what looks like a strange combination of carnival, market bazaar, and mall.. with the roof ripped off in large parts

Sylvi still looks disturbed by the encounter with the sidhe.

And as everywhere, there are signs.. and even barkers annooucing their wares "Singing weapons! Everything from Hammers singing Thunderstruck, to assasin blades that sing sound of silence very very softly. From Swords that have the Wisconsin theme song to musket that will not throw away.. it's shot"

Dagmar is a tiny bit distracted by the riot of smells and sights and sounds.

"No shadow booths, got it."

"Swimsuit imaginated, untouched and ready for use!" Magazines being sold at another vendor

"And remember, don't cut any deals until we have a chance to collaborate. Meet back here at the...um...magazine store in about an hour so we can all check in."

Purple!

Further out, there are other sounds "Menagerie of imaginary.... Triceratops that spin, a Dyslexic bookwyrm, Children of a lesser Godzilla... truly rare"

"Any questions before we break up?"

Lucia says "Yes. Ah.. " She reaches into a bag "Here, for Dirk" It's a lasagna plate, fresh and hot as if it came out of an oven "I Want the plate BACK"

Dirk says 'aww" And slides it down his gullet, then hands it back "Thanks. I was famished"

"Oh! Geez, right. Lucia, thanks. And Dirk, thank you, too. That was...I should have asked sooner. Have you got enough for now?"

"I think so... not like there's not food around here right?" he sniffs the air

"Don't sell anything precious for food, Dirk."

"Yeah yeah yeah" He says "Actually" The redcap looks about "I was wondering who the cops are around here?" A low voice "maybe we don't gotta pay NUTHIN?"

"Not smart" Zane warns

"Dirk, if you try to cheat a merchant, I don't know that there's going to be a lot I can do to make sure you'll be allowed to come back home."

"And then we'll have to tell Anne Marie..."

"And she'll cry. She'll yell and stuff, too, but she'll cry a LOT."

"Gah." He growls "Wish I had a mute button that worked on girls"

"YO" A nocker yells from a stall.

Gerd glares at Dirk "Don't you dare"

"Okay. Let's look."

And they split up

Sylvi and Lucia go off into the market.

He is already drifting towards a darkly lit stall, and frowns. “What if your cookies are there?”