#odyssey

She saw a booth that had signs up advertising creatures like this, in the market!

Or, she could just take it. It's here, after all. And just about the size for Citrine to ride on...

She checks for a mark.

There is one, a paw-and-sprocket type design.

"We should take you back after lunch."

Gwen finishes

A slow wave of the antennae.

Art cleans away the sandwich mess. Perhaps he IS a squire... or just being polite.

Thistle steals glances at the sidhe.

He sneakily tosses bread crusts to the pigeons!

No one will ever know.

"Do not encourage those things" Gwen knows

Art has a guilty look!

"They looked hungry."

"Da'an knows how they even got down here."

"They're rats with wings and they think I'm a statue" A humph

" I mean..."

Art hides a smile.

"squish" She warns of the birds

"You are... statuesque?" Art offers.

"Appreciate the effort on that" she says

"Yeah! Statuesque!"

A ssnort "Come on. let's go shopping"

He laughs, and offers Gwen a fist bump.

She returns it

"C'mon, slimeball." She snags the snail.

Waving antennae!

Citrine eyes this interloper with disdain.

"So, that's the animatronimals booth, the one with the prosthetic joints, and I am sure there must be a book store..."

"Like you never get lost!"

Chime! She argues!

She knew EXACTLY where she was.

"Of course, book stores. I'm sure. Maybe there's a place for telescopes?"

"Or maybe new lenses for the one I have? Additional magnification - at least, until you start blowing glass?"

Gladiola humms

"Maybe there are cool lenses that pick up chimerical things..."

And as they re enter the market they do see some of the shops they saw earlier...

"Ah, make sure Citrine doesn't get sucked in by that same lady"

A robotic vacuum shaped like a cat goes past, chasing dust bunnies! Art almost trips over it.

"Na'ar, stay close, okay?"

Gwen blinks as she sees a Chimerical mechanical dog that looks like Boxy from the original BSG

The dog eyes the robocat-vac.

Citrine rides on Thistle's shoulder, seemingly wiped a bit. Though the candy helps!

"Yeah, long day."

The market is just as bustling as it was before - but perhaps it hits a little different now, as she has her card in hand.

Of course, she will design her mark on the form and submit in triplicate, have it verified, the seal crafted, recorded in the annals of the Bes Din, and the official card sent. But for all intents and purposes. IN HAND.

Gwen looks about for hip braces, for humans

Artificial legs! She would just need to lose the original... there is a rocket powered riding shopping cart...

"i was thinking something .. slower" At the cart , she looks about further, a frown slipping out as she grows discouraged

"Gwen, I'll try'n percolate on it. We can try stuff!"