[ the interesting thing about ishmael is that, despite reverting back to normal, her eyes still don't have a shine to them. nevertheless she blinks, lost and bewildered, rapidly shaking her head as she stares long and hard at this stranger before her. ]
Uh... what just happened? Who are you? And what was I doing with--
[ she looks down on her maid dress and dusts herself down, blissfully unaware of that pantyshot she showed him just now. help. ]
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Uh... what just happened? Who are you? And what was I doing with--
[ she looks down on her maid dress and dusts herself down, blissfully unaware of that pantyshot she showed him just now. help. ]