An example of the need for a proper labeling system [completed]

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Character(s): Vyers, Genie, potentially others?
Content: Vyers travels to Urd's place to get himself de-love potioned
Setting: Urd's house
Time: Late Afternoon, Week 32
Warnings: Wackiness! :D

While he had known that something needed to be done about his current condition before, the events of the past few hours had cemented Vyers' need to cure himself of this love potion as soon as possible. He only wished that it hadn't taken any reputation he had to be smashed to pieces in a public arena and a short oblivion of humiliation and guilt in order for him to find out. How would he be able to prove to him that he was not that sort of person? He loved his wife with all his heart. He just was a bit... addled (he supposed that was the best description for one under the influence of a love potion) at the moment.

Vyers frowned at the door to Urd's home, half-wondering if this was right and hoping no one would be around to see him and get the wrong idea (he had TOLD Gwen he was going to do this). His hand hovered over the doorknob. He knew he had to do this, but there was something deep down that told him something was going to go terribly wrong here.

He really didn't listen to that something enough.

With a hard swallow to settle his conviction, Vyers opened the door, stepped into the entry, and called to see if anyone was in the house. He wasn't entirely sure where Urd's room was, and was fairly certain it would be a good idea to inform others as to what he was here for, lest anyone else consider him some sort of pervert.

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“Allergies.” He replied miserably and leaned away from his guest. Part of him doubted the demon wanted to be very close to him, especially when it came to the fear of infection. Genie didn’t need to be a mind reader to tell the thought had crossed Vyers’ mind. He lowered the tray he had held out in front of the demon. “Don’t worry, it’s not contagious. Otherwise I’d have kicked you out by now.” Genie explained with a chuckle. “Genie colds are different from human ones both in causes and symptoms. Whether a demon could be affected is questionable but overall they generally last only a century or two tops. That should be nothing for you.” According to D1 canon, at least. D2 and D3 really seemed to differ when it came demon aging. Consistency, what was that?

“It seems Urd’s wine hit us both pretty hard.” Genie said with another chuckle, hoping to add humour to the situation again rather than Vyers’ pity. “Powerful stuff. Who’d of thought we were both such lightweights, huh?” He playfully nudged Vyers at the comment. It was a minor tease that hopefully the demon would not take offence to.