(backdated to just before the Jaunt started)

[backwordscompatible]

[Not long after her and Armin's little experiment, Zatanna's voice rang out over the psychic network.  Somehow managing to sound sure yet hesitant at the same time.  Confident in the fact that what she had to say was proven true, but wary because...well...]

Okay, I can't really think of an easy way to say this, so I'm just going to come out and say it.

The Trump tatoos?  They're emitting off some kind of low-level psychic energy.  Like an imprint.  We tested two different tattoos, and they're both giving off the same energy.  Different signatures--which I guess kind of makes sense, since they came from two different Trumps--but...well...

I don't know exactly what this means yet, but I thought everyone should know.

[There is a lengthy pause, like she wanted to add more to it but couldn't quite find the words.  Until, eventually, a little softer:]

Robin?

If you can hear me, I wanted to ask you something too.

Comments

[amadine]

It could end in disaster. Then again, so could all of this.

[backwordscompatible]

Oh, good. Then we're probably screwed no matter what.

Me? I'd really rather go down fighting.

[amadine]

If we just follow the current, certainly.

It's not a bad choice, if you must choose a way to go out.

[backwordscompatible]

[Admittedly, it wasn't the first time she'd thought of a similar decision. Or the first time she was potentially willing to sacrifice herself for the sake of those dear to her.]

Wouldn't have it any other way, really.