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[A younger male voice tears across the network on the first day of fighting, sounding both exhausted and half-panicked, and at some points barely coherent. He's been fighting and healing all day - and he hasn't heard back from his fiancee.]

YUNA! You'd call me, you said you'd call me-

Has anyone seen her?! Where is she! She was on the airship...

Come on, Yuna, answer me...

...Come on... Please, just...

[accidental video | action for people in Figaro] Four days after the fighting started.

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[The video bursts to life with an audible crack, and the image is swirling in a circle, round and round, though it slows down quickly, until it finally shows a room in Figaro Castle, as if seen from the floor. Terra is standing there, holding the sheet from her bed up against her bare chest and stomach as she faces off with one of the castles older maid/nurse types.]

[Her back is still covered in bandages, most of them tainted the faint pink of wounds that are healing but still bleeding, and half her head, including her left eye, is also bandaged the same way, her mass of green hair hanging in a messy side-ponytail off the opposite side of her face. The arm not holding up the sheet is wrapped in a sling that is pressed against her stomach, half-visible beneath the white cloth.]

[She is apparently mid-argument with the woman, and standing up and yanking the sheet had sent her skyphone tumbling to the floor, where it turned on. She isn't completely upright though, the back of her legs are still propped up against the bed behind her. The part of her face that can be seen is covered in a mixture of confusion and anger, which is all being directed at the poor woman.]

-een asleep for days?! There's a war going on out there, you should have woken me up! Where are my clothes? And my sword?

Orders from the king, Miss Terra. We weren't to disturb you except for the healing, you were nearly dead!

That doesn't answer my question, where are my clothes? I need to get dressed, I can't just...

Your clothes were ruined, I sent them to the castle tailor, she said she'd try to fix them after the battle. And you are not going anywhere, you can't even stand up straight. 

[The woman was obviously used to dealing with unruly people, considering the Figaro brothers.]

Now listen, I'm a little hurt but I'm fine and if you just go find me some clothes I can still - [Terra took a step away from the bed, as if to prove she was fine, and almost immediately fell forward, only avoiding falling on her face because the woman caught her a second later.] Oh...

Back in bed now, miss. Come on.

[Though Terra argued a bit more, she didn't put up any real resistance as the woman guided her back into bed and out of sight, and all that could be seen for several moments was the woman fixing the sheets in the bed. Eventually she leaned down and picked up the phone, handing it back to Terra, who was covered up with the sheet and blanket again, laying on her side.]

You dropped this. Don't talk too much, try to go back to sleep. And if you get up again I'll have one of the guards tie you down.

[Despite the friendly, pleasant voice, it was pretty obvious the woman meant it, and Terra just sort of nodded her head as the maid left.]

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[Cloud is stood in a less swarmed part of Luca, the dragons still lingering but it's not as bad as it was at the beginning of the week.

He's bloodied, covered in wounds and breathing hard. He's managed to get a break from fighting, but he seems ready to run back out.]

I just want to officially put it out there that Zack Fair died with honour in battle.

Anyone who wants to pay respects can come once we've cleared out the dragons in Luca. It should take a couple more days. We'll let you know when you can come.

I want to apologies for Zack's death. We were together at the time and I didn't protect him. I wasn't able to signal him because of dying and losing my voice.

[A very loud roar comes and Cloud sighs silently.]

Anyone who wants to send flowers can send them to my address. [Insert address here.]

[Cloud turns to run off for more battles, flicking his phone off.]

[Phone call!]

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[Ring, ring, ring! Selphie pick up already! A grumpy bear needs to grump at you when you're not busy.]