[Transmission Broken - 004 (Trace unknown, filtered from Cloud)]

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[Video flickers on with "Cloud" looking on at a town that looks a lot like Dollet...cause it is Dollet, engulfed in flames, the sounds of people burning and screaming in agony can be heard. Cloud's blade, which looks like a regular sword, is coated in blood. The blond looks back and gives a simple smile before the screen flicks off]

((OOC: Dated after Braska is released/taken back))

[Action]

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[Ever-interested in Penelo's welfare, Mjrn nonetheless feels more at ease when her friend is on the road to recovery. And since Penelo doesn't need her every moment of the day, the young Viera will be wandering the grounds of the Solidor estate. It will do her some good to stretch her legs a bit and see what is happening elsewhere.

As she wanders, plans form. Her first stop is to visit Irvine, if possible. She has heard of his status and hopes that now may be an opportunity to see him. Her concern also lays with Selphie, and she has little doubt that she will find them together. Hopefully, they won't mind a brief visit from the neighborhood Viera.

At some point, she settles down in a parlor and stares at the fire. For some reason she can't explain, Mjrn is feeling nostalgic tonight. Therefore, she takes out a carved wooden flute from her back, one carved by Jote for her a long time ago. It causes her to smile a little and she brings it to her lips. Her playing is a bit halting at first, but after a moment, her fingers relax while she falls back into old habits. The tune she plays is simple and a shade melancholy.]

Chapter I - [video]

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[As soon as this footage begins, the harsh clank of metal scraping against flesh could be heard by the sky phone that fallen upon the ground. With a piercing blood-curdling cry following forth, several speckles of crimson coat the lenses of this device. Nothing was seen from this angle besides a hint of silver that was the owner's weathered greaves. The sky phone is kicked a few times, sailing across the cobblestone streets of Treno as another anguished cry is heard. Several strikes of steel announce the end of yet another foe followed by a sprinkle of blood. The audio goes silent now that the bandits been slain by someone brandishing more than just steel alone.]

By the gods, was this folly truly worth your lives? [The unknown swordsman muttered as he sheathed his blade. Stalking towards the sky phone, Ramza finally comes into view as he stares down at it. Looking utterly clueless, the blond picks up the phone from the ground.] And what of you? I never saw the likes of your kind before.

[Taking a moment to examine the phone, Ramza's inspection is cut short once loud cry caught his attention.] More of them!? Men shouldn't be so eager for battle! [Dropping the phone once more, Ramza's blade is unsheathed as he rushed forth to handle this group of vagabonds. Once the sound of steel clanking against each other is heard, the video times out.]