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[shantiprayer]

[Sera sounded a little awkward as she spoke, still not used to using the psychic connection she shared with the other Travelers. The fact that finding herself in an awkward situation is what prompted her to reach out for advice in the first place probably didn't help.]

I knew the Trumps could make people believe they're someone else, but I didn't think it would be like that. I mean, I didn't think they could make us feel differently about things than we normally do. Especially not about other people... Um, does anyone know what you're supposed to do if you thought you were good friends with someone, and then remembered you've never even talked with them before? I want to go talk to them, but I'm not sure how to do it.

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[wholeheaded]

[ oh it's so much more and less complicated than that. ]

Well, sort of. We ended up being possessed by color-coded magical entities of frightening power together. [ it was so, so much less fun than it sounds. ] And yes, Infiltrating. This was only the second time it's happened tome in five Jaunts.

[shantiprayer]

[There's a long pause before she can collect her thoughts enough to say anything.]

...I'm sorry, what? ...Like the Force Rangers Dr. O'Brien told me about one time?



((OOC: Yes I just made a Power Rangers joke about the Skittles and I regret nothing))

[wholeheaded]

...uh. Sorry, I'm not sure what that means. [ he's from somewhere over the rainbow, okay. ] What happened with us was we all got powers based on symbolism associated our colors. I was Violet, and he was fond of royalty and illusion.

[ and generally being a deceptive trolling dickbag but that's another story. sort of. ]