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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[notinthecards]

But we only have a few weeks here.

[unagreeable]

What do you suggest, then?

[oftoomuchfaith]

Getting bigger quickly.

You should meet up with Luci'n me. We've met some folks, and we've got plans, you might like 'em.

[unagreeable]

If you've got ideas that'll stop people being pushed around, I'm in.

[oftoomuchfaith]

We're staying over in [insert name of lower-class social gathering pub-like place here]. Come see us, and we'll let you know what we're thinking.

[unagreeable]

Just like home. I'm on my way.

[notinthecards]

Plan more carefully. Go for something big.

[unagreeable]

Sounds serious. I don't do serious.

[notinthecards]

Even as a joke, pantsing a country will get old fast. You don't have to think little even for a prank. We can do better.