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Who: Dellen and you!
When: Day 5, late evening, into night
Where: Shrine room
What: Come talk to the gods I guess

[Sometime in the late evening, probably after dinner has been had and when people are trying to figure out where to flop down and roll over for the night, if you go into the shrine room you will find a weary, but pleased, slightly unearthly woman sitting on the sandstone slab of her shrine]

((OOC: I will be in and out all day, but I will also be replying all day whenever I am in! So, slowish, basically.

Also other gods are welcome to pop in here.))

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[A combination thereof. I am a demon! But I know there is at least one exorcist who is not a complete asshole. It is not Ingram.]

It's hard to explain.

[So I'm going to step closer and cup my hands over where I know your wound is, Kanda. And a green glow begins.]

[Kanda doesn't really specialize in traditional demons, anyway. Or has reason to presently be a grumpy asshole.

But he is eying that glow in case anything funny happens. Paranoia, it comes with his job.]

[The only funny thing happening is that Kanda's wound is healing at ridiculous rates, honest.]

[That's very handy! Kanda can wait until he's done, then, unbothered by the rapid healing. It's almost like his regeneration he doesn't have anymore.]

[It takes a minute or two, nothing like the speed of Ingram's spell. But the difference is that it's only limited by how much energy Tsuyukusa is willing to give up. This was enough to tire him quite a bit, but not too visibly, and he draws back once he's done.]

There.

[Pulls his sleeve back and feels at the wound through the bandages. Starts peeling it open to get a visual of his healed arm. Hums.]

Thanks.

No problem.

I'm Tsuyukusa, just ask if you ever need a healing.

Right. [He'll be sure to, if it's significant enough. Keep himself fighting and let the bandages go to someone else.]

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