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An Ivalacian Knight in King Death's Resort(?) [June 7, video]

[A woman opens the channel and peers grimly into the crystal. Though at the moment she doesn’t know yet that she’s turned it on. Instead, she seems to be indirectly addressing a person explaining what it does.]

So, this device is a means of conveying instantaneous information? I had heard such tales as possible, but could never scarce believe I would see such a marvel. Aside from Marach’s toad, surely.

[Her eyes narrow a bit and she begins talking into it as though it were a horn.]

Ah… if any should hear this, I would like for you to respond in kind. Though I have no reason to doubt the veracity of my guide’s claims, it would be very much to my benefit to bear witness to this marvel’s ability to transmit another’s visage. Surely were such a means common in Ivalice, the stratagems of the battlefield would greatly benefit.

[There’s a pause as the knight appears to be watching for any signs of life. After getting some, or perhaps after the thought had occurred, she decided to addL]

I have also heard that dissidents have brought war to the people of this city. I would like to speak with the commander in charge of administrating peace in order to assess how he plans on preparing the city and what other benefit I may be to their aid.

That will be all. For now.

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[She thinks it's a reasonably-set bar...!]

Uh... Ramza? Pretty much the only otter blonde you're talkin' to, keep up yo.

[Her face lowers and her eyes becomes more serious. Meenah said the magic word and has gotten the knight's FULL attention.]

You know Ramza?

[You get a big, wide grin full of extremely sharp teeth for that reaction, Agrias.]

I'm his Meister.

[Ch-charisma break.]

Y-You?!

[She has only gotten the basics, but that... that just doesn't seem right!!]

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Yeah, me.

[That grin sours a little, and she pushes her face closer to the mirror.]

Problem wit' it?

Should I?

[...she trusts Ramza's judgement. Even if that judgement DOES seem to lead him into the hands of the devil ~~her~~himself.]

[She doesn't have to be happy about it, though.]

[Clearly it's the 'not being happy about it' that Meenah is taking issue with. After all, she's a great partner in her opinion.]

Seams to me like you might, if that reaction's anyfin to goby.

I know nothing of trolls. Let alone you.

[Goblins, yes. Though those aren't exactly... sentient.]

[Then there's the fact that you're using the person who is basically her commanding officer, best friend, and as of right now only connection to her home country.]

[That's enough of this bickering- or, at least, enough to have Ramza interject wearing his command face. The last thing he needs is his most important friends from his current and prior homes at each others' throats.]

Then you shall hear the first of it from me. They are no fiends, and least of all kin to those we've fought, their marks of the celestial houses notwithstanding. Meenah in particular has proven herself an ally, and proven so beyond reproach.

[His focus shifts.]

And I trust that as such she would not spite her present and future comrades with pettiness and posturing, knowing especially the weight of this reunion.

If it is as you say, Ramza, I trust your judgement. [Guarded, sure. She reserves the right to withhold her judgement. But she does trust Ramza enough to give her a chance.] Though is there reason for her to don a symbol of a celestial house, or this your doing?

'Tis not my doing and I know little of it. Only that every troll seems to have chosen one to call their own. It may be mere coincidence.

In truth I'd heard it explained in brief, but the thrust of it eluded my grasp.

Another time, perhaps. We just met and I do not wish to overstay my presence in such an early conversation.

[grumble grumble lucky I like you blondie grumble bitch whine.]

Fine, fine...

[She is doing so much sulking though.]

Weren't gonna do nofin no way. I was just sayin' hi.

[Hey, he knows full well how Meenah handled competition to her throne. Gotta make sure that culler instinct doesn't kick in when it comes to Meisterdom.

Nonetheless, he drops his look of concern and returns to his usual, gentler self.]

Then please, as you were.

[It only happens with other tyrian-bloods, so there's no real worry about that. She's still pretty propreietary when it comes to things and people she considers 'hers' though...]

Say. Who the shell is she, anywave?

[After all, she's had Ramza get on her case about her angry streak before, but he's never been quite that protective.]

[Well yeah, but Ramza only knows the basics... and he knows full well how protective she gets of her 'domain'.]

Meenah...

[It was easy to say Agrias was a friend, an ally, but the gravity of it all was harder still to summarize.]

I'd said once before the path I was made to walk in my old life. I was made a murderer and heretic. Soon all knew my face and countless stepped forth to claim the purse put upon my head, but few would hear my tale, and fewer still would ever give me aid, lest they sign their death warrant.

But she walked beside me. For years, she willfully shared the burden of my heresy. And together we stared the devil itself in its rotten eye and saw it to its grave.

[That sounds super heavy, and she doesn't like the feeling it inspires by a nautical mile. But she just squints a little, looking at him extra-hard like she's not quite sure what to make of him suddenly.

She relents a moment later though, arms crossing and expression slightly put-out.]

She your gillfrond or somefin?

[A man of a million complicated words and he's still not quite familiar with that one. Not that that's how he'd describe it, anyhow.]

Do you mean to ask if I had courted her? We had neither time nor need for such pleasantries! She is but a good friend, and my most stalwart ally in my former life.

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Yeah, moray or less.

[But his answer makes her squint again, and she lets out a snort as unladylike as most of her other behaviors.]

But yo lemme tell you somefin- if there's anyfin I know aboat roemance, it's that that shit crops up when it's needed the least. So.

[The most non-nonchalant of shrugs ever.]

Just askin'.

[Suuuuuuure, Meenah.]

Of course, Meenah.

[Pause. Well, while we're all being blunt.]

I hope you do not worry I would cast you aside at her arrival.

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Wow nope.

Nope, nope, nope.

You need to stop being good at doing that Ramza.

Abort mission 'attempt to react to things rationally'! Abort, abort!]

[Deep breath and...ok she's good. She's cool.]

You say that like I'd let ya...!

[Yes good that sounded pretty normal, right? Right.]

[He can't help but crack a little smile out of the response.]

Of course. Rest asshored you need worry aboat nofin of the sort from me.

[jhdagfkga puns!]

[omc, puns though!]

Heeheehee...

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