#dreaming

He waves at them. "You're welcome! 'Member to say hi to Lilly! Oh, and if you see a girl with piggy tails, it's okay to tug 'em with your teeths and she might squeak. But not HARD."

"Noted" Chorus hums "Tug the girl with pig tail hair, say hi to lily, we can do that"

Siv scrambles on "You two be careful. You're almost there" She gives brief instructions to finsih the trod walk, and then she and Chorus start to amble away

He gives a slightly guilty look up at Dagmar. "Maybe that wasn't knightly, but she is very FUSSY."

"Well, I think it might be squire-ish."

"I won't tell." She gives him a quick hug. "Thank you for helping. You did very good."

He hugs her back. "I'm glad no one et our egg." He pats the bag protectively, and they trot on.

"Me too."

Finally, FINALLY it seems, the have come to the Near Dreaming of New York City. the Statue of Liberty holds aloft her torch and carries her book, and calls down "Dame Hammerstrike, Squire Howlington, how fare you?"

Of course, everyone sees liberty a little differently, and they are quite literally free to do so. Oh she's still the statue, but some see her as older, some younger, some a bit saucier, some a little more maternal

He looks up... up... UP. And then scuffs a foot, a little shy. "Hi, Lady."

"HELLO Connor. I'd bend down and pet you but I'm bracing. Coming election you know? Freedom has to be preserved and this torch is not going out, damn it. Worked too hard. Oh but that's another matter. Welcome to New York City."

"You can do it!"

He may not understand everything going on, but blue is winning, and trolls are blue, so that has to be good.

A smile. "Hi. Do you know the quickest way to the library?"

"Which library? There are several you know?" She says proudly

"Um. The big one?"

"Like.. the one with the lions, like the TV show?"

"Oh, the New York Public LIbrary? Well, if you go on this trod..." She gives directions "But be careful.. lots of odd things going on nightmare wise outside of the library lately. I..." the statue Chimera frowns as a cold wind blows seeking to snuff her torch, winds of fear and hate giving a path to tyrannny, instead of talking to them furhter, she yells out at the wind "HEY! I'm WORKING here! You want a piece of me, Fascism? YOU WANNA PIECE of me? "

A grin. "You tell'm, chica!"

"You two go on, I got this!" She says shifting her grip on her torch "Hey, tyranny nightmares, guess which finger I'm using to prop this torch up? COUNT IT!"

"Oh!" He turns a bit red - naughty! But he grins. "Let's go!"

"Right! You can be on two legs through the trod!" And they book it!

"Hup, hup, ruff, ruff..."

And they step into.. Elsewhere!

(Elsewhere room table for 2)