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“I.. I don’t usually like sharing that sort of thing so.. please don’t tell others.” Looks around nervously, fidgeting with the fitted glove that definitely wouldn’t come off even if she tried.

Nods quickly, chuckling. “Absolutely I do.ᐟ I was a … performer and makeup artist.ᐟ” Sits up, beaming.

“You don’t have to sugarcoat things.. I know that it might be forever.” She shrugs her shoulders, dropping her arms to her sides and plops down in a suddenly manifested chair. “Though, oddly enough.. I’m not as freaked out as I should be.”

There was an air about this woman, like she SHOULD be royalty, but … it was off. “So.. I’ve tried to remove the headset I put on but —“ She gestures trying again, only to pull at her face features.

Curiously, the porcelain doll like figure looks unsure, but remembers the talking teeth with eyes. Then smiles. “Ah— Right, I don’t remember my real name.. Uh, you can call me Jubilee.”

Looks around, looks downwards to Pomni. “Uhm… I suppose I am..”

♯┆ΛＺΞＭ ⏾⋆.˚ hey. leans against my invisible expensive car

ᅠᅠ pomni . . .ᐟ ᅠᅠ