Chapter Four: Milk does a body good... right?

[demondogdays]

[Earlier in the day, Kanata's drone family seemed perfectly fine with drinking the milk like nothing was wrong. Against his better judgment AND his instincts despite the warnings he was given, he decided to drink a whole bottle's worth ever since word that the Milkman was the new Chief of Police and all the posters plastered around

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[ahogauge]

[Lucius's head turned when he saw Kanata walking down the street, devoid of the energy he usually has...It's almost painful]

You look like hell and uncharacteristically drained... and for some reason I get the feeling it's no ordinary status effect...

[demondogdays]

[I'M DYING ON THE INSIDE, LUCIUS.]

Hey Lucius? What happens to your body when you drink bad milk?

[ahogauge]

[He sighs as he figured this was the most obvious outcome.]

Let me get this straight, we've been told how long not to drink the milk, but you went ahead and did it anyway? Why am I not surprised...Then again, this Milkman guy is forcing it down our throats.

You get sick for a few days, usually. Come on, let's get you to a healer. Or get you some antidotes. Don't take it as me being concerned. I'd just hate to have my rival be defeated by something that isn't me.

[and that's a lie and we all know it.]

[demondogdays]

Well the other family people didn't have problems so I thought it was safe! And you think there is a shop here that sells cure grass? I think I need like a bunch to get rid of this stomachache here.

And I didn't know there were healers here! You think they'll really help us?

[ahogauge]

If they're not on the bosses' side and aren't obnoxious twerps, I see no reason why they wouldn't. Hell, even I would, if I had some sort of magical capability granted to me. Rest assured, your defeat will be by my hands, not by some terrible stomach ache born out of spice and fear. Or rotten milk. An honorable duel, worthy enough to be a subject of a trading card game tie-in or it's own special theme music!

[By his magic he means his heal spells . that are really light magic. Though, suddenly, he gets a brilliant idea.]

Maybe it's possible to burn the sickness out of you...Perhaps there is a medical use for Riz's horrible cooking.

[demondogdays]

Uwaaaah! You really think so?! You think the spiciness would kill the sickness inside me?! Quick Lucius, we gotta find Riz and her all killing cure food!