Bronwyn is sitting at a table. There's a mountain of food in front of her, and a piece of naan in her hand, half way to her mouth, which is open, but she is sitting totally motionless, gaze far off, staring at Avani (though not REALLY. Just in that direction) and the poor woman looks uncomfortable
[Gaian] That guy, Journey says, "Bronwyn flips out I'll have an Exhaulted game here ICly."
[Gaian] Bronwyn says, "PISH!"
Journey walks in and looks to Bronwyn then Avani and back and forth, then walks over to where Bronwyns holding tableu in mid scarf. "Hello."
Journey's presence seems to kick her into gear and she pops the bite in her mouth. "Journey, what country had the most camels at the beginning of the whole blowing up the weaver penis waving thingies in New Dork?" Oh, she's... yeah
Journey pauses, translating and shrugs, "Somewhere in northern to central Africa, honestly. The MOST is likely fluctuating amongst them with no one actually caring to keep track.. I don't think.. be a shitty job keeping track of African Camel populations."
Bronwyn nods slowly and picks up another piece of naan, carefully tearing it into little bitty pieces. "Are there any wild camels anymore? And if there are, how do they find each other to make the babies? Or are there flocks of them? And if there are, do they have fights? And what happens if one of them gets kicked out and they don't have their flock to take care of them?" This is UPSETTING
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Journey rolls Intelligence + Animal Ken  vs 7 for 7 successes.
3 6 +7 +7 +8 +8 +8 +9 +9
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Journey nods, "Yes there are Flocks." WOW, seriously? "Groups of Camels are Caravans, Trains, or Flocks, Flocks usually used for wild Camels, and yes, there are wild populations still. They have a specific herding and migratory pattern, they're desert dwelling creatures, and they have a complex social structure. They're taking care of themselves." He looks seriously at Bronwyn, "Take it from a Silent Strider. Lots of Camels in Egypt. Even though we're not allowed ther, we STILL know more about it and its creatures more than anyone." Somewhere a fucking Honary Doctorate is being sent to Journey spontainuously in Zoology for that roll.
Bronwyn nods, letting out a little sigh of relief. "Okay. THat makes me feel better. Makes it harder to go steal one, but that's okay. At least they're safe."

Avani clears her throat. "Saudi Arabia has a beauty pageant for camels every year. Last year, some of them were disqualified for using botox."

Bronwyn just.. stares at Avani and breaks out into tears. "That is the most beautiful thing I have ever heard."
Journey nods, moving to put an arm around Bronwyn, one hand moving to Bronwyns forehead and cupping her little dome there, "I know, it's okay, it was something of a sports scandal, I remember reading something about it." He looks past Bronwyn to Avani, and shakes his head, but nods reassuringly. S'okay.. He thinks.
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Journey rolls Perception + Enigmas  vs 6 for 3 successes.
1 2 3 4 4 5 +8 +8 +8 10
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Journey's BASE SENSE_WYLD is at least 1
<OOC> Journey says, "Taking her temperature"
<OOC> Bronwyn says, "Oh she's on fire. Normal for her with inner volcano. But she's not hiding it"
<OOC> Journey says, "Yeah, more like with the Sense Wyld, 5 successes should give me the charting of her Wyld currents and the fact that there ARE currents."
Bronwyn nods and sniffles, leaning her head against his shoulder. It's like hugging a furnace, but.. softer. And wetter, because she's CRYING. "Why? Why would they but wyrm stuff in something as beautiful as a desert hump moose?"
<OOC> Bronwyn says, "Customer"
Journey feels Bronwyns energies and blinks sighing, "Greed, like always, to make a lie to sell to people and claim the rewards of being the best when they aren't like all of that nonsense." He strokes her hair as she cries, and then "How you doing, Bronwyn?"
Bronwyn sniffles and shakes her head. "I'm awful. Just... just awful. I gave someone exact change yesterday and it didn't take me ten minutes to do it. I read a tabloid and I.. went..." She's going to hyperventilate at this rate. ".. to.. the.. laundromat."
Sander comes in from Curry Corner - Diner
Sander has arrived.
<OOC> Bronwyn just patpats Sander
<OOC> Sander ducks under the attacking patpats
Journey is by a table piled with food, holding Bronwyn, who is seated in a chair and is sniffling into his shoulder and crying and confessing her problems. Journey nods, "Been holding onto thoughts and stuff huh? yeah, you've come around into logic again, kiddo. It's passed before."
Bronwyn nods a little and wipes her face on Journey's shoulder. "I don't like it. I still haven't recovered from the LAST time." She looks up at Journey and has the most pitiful expression on her face. "I said 'Thank you' to someone, Journey."
Sander walks in for brunch, and seems to decide right away that perhaps he won't join the emotional exchange. Something on his face looks troubled in its own right. He asks quietly for mango lassi, aloo gobi... and black coffee for good measure. That done, he takes a table a polite distance away.
Journey winces, nodding, "Yeah, not unexpected. It's something that comes and goes with you. You'll come through this different and bouncing into the change like you always do." He says, consoling her and looks over to Sander, "Hello." Nothing unusual here.
[Gaian] Bjorn waves
Writing reality out to disk. Please wait...
Reality saved. Thank you for your patience.
Bronwyn sniffles a little and sighs, leaning up and wiping her eyes. "Thank----" She frowns, pouts up again and then makes a grumbly noise and BITES her naan. TAKE THAT. So mad
Sander's coffee arrives first. Pitch-black and tarlike; they make it once and leave it sitting, because who orders coffee at an Indian place? Just right. He looks over at Journey and nods. "Hey." He looks well rested and exhausted at the same time.
Brown Rat comes in from Curry Corner - Diner
Brown Rat has arrived.
Brown Rat just looked at you.
<OOC> Bronwyn says, "OH, I bet they don't leave it. :)"
<OOC> Sander says, "Trapped like a rat."
<OOC> Brown Rat says, "Rats are never truly trapped.. >___>"
<OOC> Sander says, "We'll figure something out. I know a *real* good theurge."
Journey just patpats her head as if he didn't hear, then steps back and pulls a chair out at the table and sits gesturing to Avani, yeah she knows his normal order by now. He sighs and looks to Bronwyn sitting next to her, and gives her hand a patpat like someone consoling a friend who just lost ANOTHER friend. Then he looks to Sander, "You look like you're juggling molotovs."
<OOC> Brown Rat says, "Eeeeeh I would not recommend that.. :)"
<OOC> Brown Rat says, "If you attack one of us we all come find you.. o.o"
Bronwyn makes another grumbly sound, but at least she isn't CRYING anymore. She leans over and headbutts Journey and then goes back to introspectively thinking about camels and how to steal one while the world goes on around her.