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One who was well-acquainted with Kujaโs loud, colorful, curiously flamboyant nature would never expect to find him in such a terribly drab state: dressed down with his long, silvery-violet locks tied back with a tight elastic band; bland and patchy overalls stained with various oils and liquids and debris; his welding goggles positioned on his sweating forehead to allow him closer inspection of the latest modification to his current project.
It had taken quite some time for Kuja to integrate himself, given his rather... unfortunate past here in Alexandria, but the generosity of dear Queen Dagger---the Queen, now! Oh, how droll!---allowed him the occasional visit, so long as he offered a reason for his presence and behaved himself.
Not that he ever had a shortage of skills to boast from his repertoire, of course, this particular job at hand, in fact, undertaken at the behest of his host: the mending of one of the carriages, similar to the air taxis in Lindblum, though a bit on a smaller scale. But Kuja had every intention of sprucing them up with his own personal flair---and was in the middle of turning about on his flat-heeled boot to search out for his collection of wrenches when he caught sight of a familiar face.ย
Unpainted eyes squinting and pale lips pursed, he simply stated,ย without his usual gusto at being found so terriblyย unpresentable, โ...Greetings.โ
