in which the jaunt was failed because sera spent the wholetime stealing an entire populations pants

[unagreeable]

Ugh, I hate using this head talking magic!

Hey, so, acording to that guy in all of our heads-there's a bunch of people over in the Caliphate that think they can tell people what to do. Think they can tell people what to wear, and stop girls from kissing girls, and I think that's fucked up.

So I'm going to go steal their pants. As many as I can. Who else is in?

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[oftoomuchfaith]

Oh goodie goodie gumdrops for you. Despite progress, there's still plenty of hate leveled at bisexuals and single mothers and shit in my time too. People still get killed for being gay, there's still hate crimes based on race and religion all 'cross the country.

Being well-behaved and unoffensive never changed the fuckin world, and stealing trousers isn't going to either, but that's not really what it's about. It's about saying fuck you to the people in charge.

Anyway, I'm not here to change this world. I'm here to find the Trumps, get them out of the way, and back to the world I actually give a damn about, which I'm glad isn't yours, because I think I'd find a way to travel back in time and curse you nine ways from Sunday.

[ she's probably grinning, and not in a nice way, judging by her tone ]

Might do that anyway, before we go home. I'm still trying to decide.

[timelessinventor]

[There is an utter mental cackle at her words.]

I wish you all the luck with time travel that I had. I am already cursed. There is literally nothing you can take from me that I have not already lost. Be my guest.

[oftoomuchfaith]

[so sweetly - Persephone's winning out over Laura at this point.]

Why thank you ever so much for the invitation. I'll make sure to give you my absolute best material.

A goddess of my calibre can always find something more to take from a person.

[timelessinventor]

Be my guest. As I said, there is nothing I care about left.