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[endsorrow]

[Well, someone has embraced this tin foil hat thing a little too enthusiastically. That hat is probably the first thing everyone notices about this broadcast. Goddamn, look at that thing. As if he didn't already look ridiculous enough in those robes.

The person who's wearing it -- a man, with a long, well-aged face -- is smiling, all warm and serene and welcoming.]

Greetings. I am Braska, a... mage hailing from the world of Spira. [He almost said summoner. Whoops. That's not the important part of his announcement, here. And, besides. Technically, he used to be a summoner. But all that ended... a while ago.] I am offering my services as a healer to Blackstaff. While it is true that I am an experienced White Mage, I am also skilled in the way of natural remedies -- that is to say, the creation and use of herbal cures. So, if you are not comfortable with magic, then there is an alternative for us to use instead.

I accept many forms of payment, so if you are low on gi -- [gil] money, then, fear not, we may trade instead. "Trade" is a... loose term. I do not speak merely of goods; I'm willing to even accept deeds, such as helping me gather the herbs I need for my remedies. [♥]

That said, this is more than an advertisement. [Braska laughs.] As I said, I am offering my services. Should you feel the need, you may come to me for help with your neuralflu. As you can see, I am well-prepared, [he adjusts his hat, grin widening,] and I would appreciate the opportunity to get a better look at the illness myself. The better acquainted I am with ailments, the better I can aid in easing their symptoms, if not curing them altogether. [He holds up his hands, bowing his head placatingly.] No experimentation needed, if you are uncomfortable with the idea; I merely need to watch, and to study.

Ah, and one last thing. [... and then, right at the end, his professionalism drops, and his smile becomes -- goofy.] Does anyone happen to know where I might purchase some grubs from that advertisement?

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[vengeance_driven]

Oh, I see. So no one stuck with strange bald spots.

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[Braska laughs.] That would be correct.

Everything about this is perfectly safe, don't worry.

[vengeance_driven]

Ah, how about I wait until someone else gives it a try. I know it is good to do new things? But this? A little too new.

[Niko's from a very boring world, sorry Braska. But at least it's not an outright refusal.]

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[Another laugh, lighter this time, and he inclines his head.] Perfectly understandable. I believe I have a patient on the way as we speak, so, hopefully, you may not have to wait long.

["Hopefully," because he knows that Tauriel isn't human, so he doesn't know how much his study of the illness in her will help him when serving humans. But, hey. It might help more than he expects.]

[vengeance_driven]

Alright ah... I'll make sure he or she doesn't turn into a dog or something. Then maybe.

[He's from the Balkans. Stories about magic end in failure or women impregnated by straw men.]

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[Braska is laughing again, but more genuinely this time. He's hella tickled.]

It's their lucky day. Such a feat is far beyond my abilities.

[vengeance_driven]

Good. Because I don't want one of the local dogs to see me and make a terrible mistake.

[Concerns for Niko become increasingly strange when alien species and odd jobs get involved.]

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[...... pffffffffffffftHAHAHAHAHA

sorry that's all you're hearing on this end]

[vengeance_driven]

This time I am trying to be prepared for any possibility!

[He's not sorry.]

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[hahahaha ohhhhh]

Perhaps you should instead be preparing for being propositioned by a lady Klingon. From what the news says, that might be more likely than you expect.

[vengeance_driven]

[And then he says, very seriously...]

That already happened.

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Were you lucky enough to have been able to benefit from the news' advice?

[vengeance_driven]

She was surprisingly docile compared to some of the human women I have dated.

[endsorrow]

Is there going to be a second date?

[vengeance_driven]

No, I'm generally off the available list. I'm bad luck.

[endsorrow]

Ah, I am sure she must be heartbroken.

[... a thought occurs to him.] Hmmm. I wonder...

[vengeance_driven]

To be honest, I do not think she would have easily been broken in any place. Even the heart.

[endsorrow]

[Braska laughs.] Ah, of course, you're right. Especially if she is the same woman I heard another speak of... If so, she seems to rebound quite well from such matters. I envy her.