K'wyde Quest P9: kissing Chaos

Internally Tilly decides and runs forward. A small gap between the two that Tilly must close. Coca Mu beats her wings and ascends upward. From her hands rushing beams of hot Chocolate. Tilly dashes to the right, then to the left, the boiling heat could be felt from her narrow escapes. 

Coca Mu sneers “You’ll have to do a lot more than dodge if you want to defeat me!” Coca Mu shouts in annoyance.

“Don’t worry, I intend to” Tilly shouts back.

Tilly steps on a stone and leaps from it, reaching her arms forward she grabs Coca Mu’s legs and the two plummet to the earth below.

“Let go!” Coca Mu yells as her wings falter to keep her airborne, already taxed in their original job of keeping the hefty apostle of darkness flying. they had no hope of regaining balance mid fall with the addition of the well armoured Tilly. Before Tilly can even respond the two crash to the ground. 

Before the dust can even settle Coca Mu get back on her feet, she adjusts her hair and spreads her drizzle wings. Tilly is still rising when she sees Coca Mu’s feet begin to leave the ground.

“Oh no you don’t!” Tilly yells as she lunges forward.

Face to face the two see into each other's eyes and in another moment of frazzled force Tilly grabs Coca Mu’s face, her hands pressing her soft cheeks as she pulls closer. Tilly closes her eyes and Coca Mu opens hers wide.

The two were connected by the lips. Tilly’s on Coca Mu’s and Coca Mu’s on Tilly’s. A stirring whisk of emotions bubbles within Coca Mu. The soft taste of chocolate felt on Tilly’s lips.

“Get off me!” She says as she pushes Tilly away from her.

The young knight falls to the ground, her flat butt hitting hard against the grainy dirt path. Coca Mu steps forward and extends her arms, her malicious delicious vicious magic collecting as she prepares to attack.

“Did you want to join me on my journey?” Tilly meekly asks, a bead of sweat running down her face as she stares at the spawn of void. An intense glare meeting her eyes.

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Coca Mu closes her eyes almost in defeat. Something within her halting her hands and staving her assault.

“I can’t bring myself to end your life, which I don't understand.” Coca Mu says, turning slightly in reflection.

Then she swings back, arms violently extended forward, but nothing happens and her intense expression fades.

Tilly gulps, the large robustly figured woman’s shadow draped over her.
“I might as well then” Coca Mu resigns herself.

Congratulations! (trumpet music)

Coca Mu has joined Tilly on her adventure!

A loud cackle echoes the battlefield and from the fading mist the old hag rises atop a raggedy broom.

“Foolish knight! You may have turned my eldest from the ways of void! A curse! A Curse upon you foul adventurer!” The hag exclaims as she points at Tilly with the unbridled bloodlust of a mother scorned. 

“Mother, NO!” Coca Mu cries out.

“And you, Coca. I am very disappointed! You have made a grave misstep on this day and your sisters will be wise to not follow in your misguided footsteps!” The Hag screams, her voice broiled in rage.

Tilly throws her sword at the haggard old witch, it falls many feet from its target and the wicked witchy hag flies off laughing the laugh of a witchy wicked witch hag.

Moments later Tilly turns to Coca Mu. 

“What was all that about?” Tilly asks in utter confusion.

“Under the guise of our new partnership, I shall explain what I can.” Coca Mu replies. “You have just encountered the mighty and powerful Demerara Mu. My mother.” Coca Mu turns to Tilly and her eyes wander down. Her brows furrowed, betraying feelings of concern. 

“What?” A confused tilly asks.

“It would seem that my mothers curse has already made itself pronounced.” Coca Mu says and she points down.

Much to the dismay of our helmet wearing heroine, her figure was in surplus. Confused and shocked, Tilly inspected the layer of fat that was extending horizontally over the edges of the waistline of her now tightly fitting armoured skirt.
“Coca Mu-”
“Oh please. You may call me Coca and I your first name… Once I learn it.” Coca interrupted.
“What's happening to me!?” Tilly blurted out as she pinched an inch on both sides of her now soft centre.

Coca places her hand on her face in the classic thinking gesture “Well, while curse studies were not my strongest area, it looks like my mother has placed a curse of growth upon you. I’m just not too sure what kind, she has many I've seen and many more I haven’t.”

Tilly gulps.
While not a master of spells, miracles, hexes, Curses or magics of any other name, Tilly knew being afflicted by a curse was always bad news.
“So, what's going to happen to me?” Tilly asks, her voice poorly masking a timid fear. 

“I’m unsure, even among growth spells that require no setup there are many kinds. The last time I saw her use one was a traveling merchant who tried to stiff her on some eye of newt.” A sinister smirk grew across Coca’s face. “Before we departed she was as wise as she was tall.” Noticing the concern of her new companion and feeling less humoured by the tall as she most often did Coca, clearing her throat and downplaying her cruel delight. “From the rage in her voice I doubt this is a low key curse, I’d assume your’s to be more a slow burn type, you might grow slightly with each day or by the hour, I’m unsure.”
“How may I remove it?” Tilly asks sternly.
“Most curses can be dispelled by severing the connection to darkness, this can be done by a professional dispeller, but they are a rare find in lands like this. Honestly, your best bet is to just kill the one who cursed you, that usually fixes things. In my opinion your options are to ignore it, go after my mom, or as a daughter of dark magic I can try and absorb it.”

• Ignore it

• Hunt down your friends mom

• Ask Coca to eat the curse