Trump-Talk

[someonetocarry]

So somebody wanna tell me where the Trumps were hidin' this Jaunt? My other self in there was kinda on the sidelines of whatever action went down, given the whole havin'-a-baby thing, and I don't remember talkin' to anythin' that might fit a Trump in disguise.

[Little does she know... still, it's a place to start the conversation for various interested parties, right? Including herself. Because she's not actually even sure which Trump marked her.]

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[happyhalloween]

No? But I'm a witch and then I died.

[failgoyle]

That...uh.

Um.

...that's...

Ah....

[Give him a minute, he might be able to address that. Maybe.]

[happyhalloween]

I did! Twelve years ago! That's why I'm nine and not twenty-one.

[failgoyle]

...considering that I'm thirty-something and I should be twenty-one, this should really make more sense to me.

[But it is not. Such is the sadness that is being Jules.]

[happyhalloween]

Did you not die when you should?

[failgoyle]

...probably.

But there were kidnapping Faeries and a copy of me got left behind and died, so who knows.

[happyhalloween]

Oh. Okay.

[She is not at all perturbed by any of this.]