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[Phone Call to Porom]

[After that phone call, Ursula departs the infirmary. She's tired of resting in bed, waiting to recover the rest of her strength. Stubborn as ever, the princess slips out of the castle and heads into town. She'll begin doing some stretches and then some practice moves, determined not to neglect her training.

White mage folks and others are still welcome to nag, of course.]

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What did I miss here? The last thing I remember was that mission aboard the Lunatic Pandora....

[She tried to get answers from the moogles and nurses, but everyone was evasive and told her to rest. Of course, that only drives her need to know.]

[dualcast]

...the mission was a failure. The Lunar Cry was induced.

Burmecia is- no longer. The mist continent is sufferign from the aftermath of a plague of monsters. I'm sorry.

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[A long stretch of silence.]

I guessed there was something wrong when no one would tell me. Those poor people....

[Sigh.]

And how is Mysidia faring? Do you need more help over there?

[dualcast]

Mysidia's- well enough. We had to open the road to evacuate civilians but our altitude's protected us from the bulk of them.

[And, because this is Ursula, she continues after a pause while she looks round to make sure nobody can overhear.]

The warrior's here right now. I don't think there's anywhere I'd feel safer.

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[Ursula's glad Porom can't see her smile at that.]

Good. I'm glad knowing he's there to help. Still, if there's need of us, say so and we'll be on our way through the road.

[dualcast]

[She's missed girl talk. She's missed it SO MUCH.]

Thank you. I'll be sure to let you know if anything happens. Was Fabul doing well, when you returned from the moon? I didn't stay on the Blue Planet long enough to learn much of the state all that chaos had left it in.

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Yes, it was. Father and I had departed to go training, but Fabul was in good hands. Mother wouldn't let anything happen to it.