[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=D4ADD5]Priya Khurana[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://media.giphy.com/media/liLU3XDvjxfOw/source.gif[/img][hr][b] [color=D4ADD5]Location:[/color][/b] Priya's Apartment
[b][color=D4ADD5]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][hr][/center]

Priya listened intently as Riley spoke about Murder High. God, it sounded like a teen horror slasher flick or some roleplay scenario. The fact it happened boggles the mind. Then she remembered she came from New York where some guy could stab another just because he was wearing green that day.

Still, it was hard to swallow. But, why lie about it? And considering this case was somehow, some way connected to that case made her even more determined. After all, she had a specialty in tackling old cases.

She stepped out, letting Roy be with Riley alone as she entered her apartment. It wasn't decorated. In fact, most of her things were still in boxes. She hadn't had the time to fully move in and now she was going out of state. She didn't even know her neighbors well enough to have them check on her place while she was gone.

She quickly ducked into her bedroom and took a sack and filled it with two pairs of clothes, some hair and make-up products, and other essentials. She wouldn't need much. She had been on the road before and been away for long periods. Give her some Chinese take-out and she would be golden.

She hopped back out and locked up, pocketing the key before she got back into the car. [color=D4ADD5]"Ok, anything else I need to know before we head out?"[/color]