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</span>​</div><span style="font-family: 'Didact Gothic', 'sans-serif'">"Come in?" She muttered softly in his questioning and her eyes took on a far off look. She cocked her brow and was thinking quite hard in the moment. "What drove me to come here?" Again she mused out loud no quite sure why she was here. Had she forgotten or had she not had a reason in the first place. She sat there a moment trying to figure out why she was sitting in the chair when she looked back up at him. "Honestly don't remember. I do remember her, the way she spoke to herself... oh that right. I wanted to find out her issue, but see as you haven't even seen her..." She trailed off her mind wandering away from her in the middle of her sentence. <br/>
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"Name?" She responded softly as her brows furrowed at the question. The girls name was Jill? She hated that name, it was hideous to her. Jack and Jill went up the hill... Suddenly she was humming the tune rather than trying to think and then her blue eyes landed on him. She stopped humming before smiled rather oddly. "A name you ask. But how can one who does not exist, have a name?" She furrowed her brows harshly and then she began to laugh and in that laughter, her eyes landed on the T.V. <br/>
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Her head cocked and she walked up to it turning it on and flipping it to the news. There the fire at the apartments sat blazing. Backing up she took a seat again and though her face held a blank expression her eyes lit up with satisfaction. Looking back to the demon she laughed and grinned at him. "My original form, before the curse. I do not remember. I think I was a girl. I have a great fondness for the beating heart of females." That was when the news channel changed and her blank face came back. The fire of excitement lighting up her eyes as the news of a house full of murders was now being talked about. Giggles beginning to erupt from her chest as she looked over their description. and how they were looking for suspects. </span>