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Finally. Finally I have some measure of peace.
Isley, dear, darling Isley... and Priscilla. You sweet little monster of a child. Your body is truly marvelous.
Rest in whatever semblance of peace we monsters can have.
[ooc; At this point, Riful no longer cares about her little girl cover story, because as of the end of yesterday's curse, she accomplished her goal, aka killing Priscilla and Isley. So, now that her task is complete, she no longer has use for the lie she used to hide until it was finished]
Isley, dear, darling Isley... and Priscilla. You sweet little monster of a child. Your body is truly marvelous.
Rest in whatever semblance of peace we monsters can have.
[ooc; At this point, Riful no longer cares about her little girl cover story, because as of the end of yesterday's curse, she accomplished her goal, aka killing Priscilla and Isley. So, now that her task is complete, she no longer has use for the lie she used to hide until it was finished]