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05/10/10(Mon)00:34 No.9722157>>9722061 >>9722065
Alicia leans back in her chair and smiles at you wickedly. "Well, then, if you want to hear more. . . it's all very simple. Back when I was in my prime, changing someone's gender was simplicity itself. Unfortunately, as you know, my power came from the number of damned souls I possessed. And because you destroyed my tower, you released every single one of those souls, and now I'm nearly powerless. But it shouldn't have been a problem, retrieving those souls, except for one thing: I'm not the only one who wanted to be the Demon Queen of Lust. And the moment my power was broken, those bastards closed in on me. I had to give up about half of my former self just to escape them. Hence. . ." She gestures to her slight, childlike body.
"On the other hand. . . I didn't survive as long as I had by not being prepared. I have small reserve of souls in the ruins of my old tower. If we're lucky, the vultures who were after my old job didn't find it. So, if you want me to cure Katherine, or Kristopher, or whatever his or her name is, the answer is simple. Come with me down to hell, get me back my hidden reserve, and I'll turn your old friend's wing-wang inside out the way she wants it." She takes yet another sip of her tea, more to accentuate her words than because she's thirsty, you figure. |