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[cruelmiracle]

A; backdated to Tuesday; ANYWHERE. EVEN IN YOUR HOUSE. Maybe right behind you.

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[Imagine her surprise when she sees a charming young lady walk right up to her, interrupting her joyous morning skipping.]

Oh, helloooooo, Misssss....! Yes, yes preeeeetty day!

((OOC clarification: Kuyou has the Special Milk right now. In spite of having no regains, I think being on acidmilk will at least give her most of her reflexes back (if only because her mind is unfogged/paranoid). So I think she'll be able to fight in self-defense, or at least escape uninjured. She's normally a godmoder like Yuki, though :T))

[cruelmiracle]

I'm glad someone thinks so; everyone seems to be a down today. But why would you be unhappy in Mayfield?

[clarify_void_on]

Maybeeee...they don't like the milk, pretty lady!

[cruelmiracle]

But everyone likes milk, don't they?

[clarify_void_on]

Kuyou does! [As if for emphasis, Kuyou throws her hands up in the air.]

Mama-Lady and Papa-man, don't, though.

[cruelmiracle]

Maybe you should sneak them some, so they know how good it is.

[There's a goat demon beside Bernkastel, all of the sudden, but don't mind that.]

[clarify_void_on]

Should! But Mama-Lady wanted Papa-man to drink it, but it was dangerous so I did it instead.

[SUDDENLY GOTAHEADED BUTLER.]

Hey, what's that?

[cruelmiracle]

Milk is good for you! But these are my toys. Do you want to play with them?

[clarify_void_on]

Yes! What can they do, pretty lady?

[cruelmiracle]

All sorts of things!

[A red, magical sword appears attached to the goat's hand, and it strikes at Kuyou.]