Accidental broadcast (aka guess who just got out of the Vault and saw *that* cutscene)

[conjurerofuldah]

Location: Amelia's apartment in Mist
[ The Duck turns on in a darkened room with crystal-print wallpaper next to a lavender futon set where a lump under the blanket is sobbing her heart out.]

Y-you jerk...I could have gotten out of the way, you didn't....you...

[Yeah she got out of Ishgard fast after the whole thing at the Vault, and telling Count Edmont what happened.]

Mmm...oh.

[A pair of red-rimmed brown eyes peeks out from under the blanket for a moment before a hand reaches out and swats off the video feed]

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[mostpowerfulprimal]

[Crying, in his workshop? The master of the workshop sometimes hears it from apprentices but never before heard this from a urn which is giving off a glow of a woman. How curious.]

Pardon me, miss. What seems to be the trouble?

Oh no XD

[conjurerofuldah]

[ Amelia can be heard sniffling for a moment before she hesitantly turns the video feed back on. ]

Well, um....

[ Taking a deep breath to calm herself down, she wiped her face and sat up, one hand reaching up to twist one of the ash-blonde streaks in her hair between her fingers. ]

A-a friend of mine died...couple of days ago back in Ishgard...took a spear for me...he didn't have to, he could have just...I could have...

[ And she's trying not to cry again, forgive her. ]

Oh yes

[mostpowerfulprimal]

Took a sp--oh. You must be referring to Master Haurchefant. A good man he was.

[How long ago was that? What's the time dilation on this call?]

Forgive me, but how many bells ago was that?