"Come into my parlor, said the spider to the fly," Fred quoted under her breath. She hesitated a little -- it was probably a really bad idea to actively follow the cause of her own death anywhere, but it wasn't like the hallway was objectively any safer unless someone both friendly and capable of taking on Illyria happened to turn up. And, honestly, Fred felt like she was probably the safest person in this whole place when it came to Illyria, at least until a more appropriate body turned up for her to steal. Of course, there was always the chance that Illyria had been lying to her so far, but --
Oh, what the hell.
Fred took a breath and stepped into the room, pulling the door lightly shut behind her. She was surprised to see that it was just a normal hotel room, not at all dissimilar to her own. She'd been expecting more... demon things, she guessed.
"Right, so... questions. I don't guess you're going to elaborate on your successful evil plan at length, thereby giving me the exact means of stopping you?"
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Date: 2010-10-17 10:30 pm (UTC)Oh, what the hell.
Fred took a breath and stepped into the room, pulling the door lightly shut behind her. She was surprised to see that it was just a normal hotel room, not at all dissimilar to her own. She'd been expecting more... demon things, she guessed.
"Right, so... questions. I don't guess you're going to elaborate on your successful evil plan at length, thereby giving me the exact means of stopping you?"