Breakfast at Milliways

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Richard's behind the bar, serving breakfast, not wearing a tutu.

Have at.

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[i_vanquish_evil]

He shrugs off the bit about hitting. It's not important.

Beowulf looks up at him, then at the bowl, then at him... he nods and the dog grabs a couple cubes, happily wagging his tail while he eats.

"Did you talk to Faith? Different types of werewolves." Thank you, Carl. "In some worlds, there isn't a cure. Faith, I think, told me about a friend of hers that is one. I've never met Remus, but I'd wager his variety is different too. Werewolves in my world, ordinarily wouldn't be able to be cured, but Carl recreated the anti-venom and, if administered as directed, should work."

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"I did talk to Faith, and she gave me the antidote."

He pulls the hideously large syringe out.

"How is it to be administered?"

[i_vanquish_evil]

He manages not to make any faces at Richard.

"It's an injection."

Simple. Seemingly...

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"So....I should take it right now? Are there any side-effects?"

[i_vanquish_evil]

He hedges. "I... uh, really I don't know. This would be where Carl would jump into the conversation, normally, but he's not here." He idly pets Beowulf for a moment. "Maybe ask Natalie? Both times I've been hit with the anti-venom, I was already a werewolf - transformation and all. I'm very sorry, Richard. I wish I had more information for you. I know that if it's administered before the last stroke of midnight on the night of your first full moon, it will work."

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He sighs and nods.

"I'll try to find Natalie, then. Thank you for you time."

He spots Loki on the other side of the bar.

"I need to speak to someone, will you please excuse me?"

[i_vanquish_evil]

"Of course." He nods and sits next to Beowulf, scratching at the dog's back.