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Issue #6: The Milk Flu
Aug. 17th, 2011 07:05 am[This was the second day he had drank the milk, while he had heard it was doing horrible things it just made Booster feel well... Like the floor of a taxi cab yesterday, and today seemed to be much the same. That being said there was danger on the streets and his recent regain of his super suit back meant he felt he probably should do something to help with the chaos, or at least to go and get something for the sinus headache he had]
Action 1: 1489 Kramden Road
[First thing in the morning, to keep the wife safe again he goes down and drinks that awful milk, sitting down on the steps afterwards and looking almost green, which is an odd contrast to the Golden suit he's wearing. Even his stylish goggles don't seem to hide how much this sucks]
"Ugh...."
Action 2: The Hospital
[He's not even trying to hide it, he's just doing his janitorial duties, but will stop by to get decongestants at least once an hour for his shift]
Action 3: Evening, all around town
[There is a reason super heroes don't go on patrol when they want to barf, you're looking at that reason. No smiles, no witty banter, just an almost drunken flight pattern over the town and a lot of muttering, that and a crashed into telephone pole or three, though that doesn't seem to phase him too badly]
Action 1: 1489 Kramden Road
[First thing in the morning, to keep the wife safe again he goes down and drinks that awful milk, sitting down on the steps afterwards and looking almost green, which is an odd contrast to the Golden suit he's wearing. Even his stylish goggles don't seem to hide how much this sucks]
"Ugh...."
Action 2: The Hospital
[He's not even trying to hide it, he's just doing his janitorial duties, but will stop by to get decongestants at least once an hour for his shift]
Action 3: Evening, all around town
[There is a reason super heroes don't go on patrol when they want to barf, you're looking at that reason. No smiles, no witty banter, just an almost drunken flight pattern over the town and a lot of muttering, that and a crashed into telephone pole or three, though that doesn't seem to phase him too badly]
