“Don’t worry about it, I wouldn’t offer this to you if I thought it was going to get you sick eventually. It’s when you start to get into potions with poisonous ingredients and/or powerful effects that you have to start really worrying about potion sickness.”
Emerald sighs, and says he’ll drink it then.
“Alrighty! Let’s get that potion then… Oh! And I have another surprise for you!” Joyride says, stepping out and closing the door behind her. She fiddles with her keys and then opens the door to the room where she got the dye potion before.
As Emerald walks in behind her he notices that she is… Leaking out the other end with fluids as well. Darnit, Joy.
She walks to one of the many cupboards in the room and pulls out the familiar white potion and chucks it towards Emerald, who gets it with a fumbling catch.
“Now, where did I put that knife…” She says, fiddling with the chests and drawers.
Emerald’s ears perk up. He asks what she means.
“Well like I said when you lost that kitchen knife at the party, if you want a real concealed weapon I can loan you one.” Joyride says, searching a large, blue, barnacle encrusted chest, “Now where did I… Ah!”
Joyride turns around and holds out her hooves towards Emerald. He’s confused at first, but then he sees something and wonders how he missed it before. It’s a knife that seems to have been made out of one large piece of dull, gray metal.
Emerald takes it, and just sort of holds it. He isn’t sure what to do with it.
“What do you think?” Joyride asks, looking proud of herself.
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