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kitty_of_lightA slightly happier-looking C'taqa, having apparently figured out some way to get to and from the Nexus, is sitting on a Convenient Nexus Couch. Rather than the poofy shirt and tights he was wearing last time, he's chosen to wear the typical gear of healers in his world, clutching a staff that looks like nothing so much as a tree branch with a large flower on the end. Yes, it's not the most masculine thing, but there you have it.
He stares out over the Nexus in general for a short while before speaking up, the tip of his tail, curled about the side of his leg, twitching briefly.
"...Anyone need healing?"
(No LOLs here. C'taqa will genuinely help anyone who needs it. As a white mage, he's got access to a couple of Cure spells, Esuna, Raise, and he can briefly augment anyone who needs it with Protect and Stoneskin (absorbs a bit of damage and then breaks when it's had enough.) So, anyone need a little help?)
He stares out over the Nexus in general for a short while before speaking up, the tip of his tail, curled about the side of his leg, twitching briefly.
"...Anyone need healing?"
(No LOLs here. C'taqa will genuinely help anyone who needs it. As a white mage, he's got access to a couple of Cure spells, Esuna, Raise, and he can briefly augment anyone who needs it with Protect and Stoneskin (absorbs a bit of damage and then breaks when it's had enough.) So, anyone need a little help?)
