Final Investigation

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[It's been about 24 hours since CT was killed. Blaze has made no other moves, and his robots are mysteriously absent.

In fact, it's almost too quiet.

But then there's a note in Pyrrha's PIP that...she didn't write.]

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[This one has a younger Blaze again, standing in a crowded room with folded arms. It's a loud scene, and he has to raise his voice as he turns to the cameraman.]

So who's your friend, Scrags? Givin' Umbra a run for her money out there!

[The camera swings around to show an unfamiliar woman and a very familiar - if significantly younger-looking - four-armed chef. They appear to be engaged in some kind of pancake-making competition? What are they even going to do with that many, honestly. But they've gathered a crowd, like this is a normal thing to happen at a party.]

'S Fort.

Huh. You oughta introduce me when they're done. Besalisks do some good shit. Oh, hey -

[But he turns away as some other people walk up to talk to him, and the camera turns back to watch the pancake frenzy for a little bit.]

[nightcure]

Pancakes, huh.

[ He would've liked to see Ignis work his magic at this competition.

Next tape in. ]

[andneversaydie]

[...this is still kinda uncomfortable.

IS THERE ANYTHING ELSE TO INVESTIGATE BEFORE WE MAKE LU COME UP WITH 10 MILLION HOME VIDEOS, Mozu is looking around kind of nervously right now so]

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[I wouldn't be doing this if there were more legit evidence in this area.

Next video?]

[andneversaydie]

[shit yeah let's do it.]

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[There's a baby in this one!

The camera zooms out to show that they're being held by a dark-haired woman, who's lying in a bed. There's a blonde woman sitting next to her. The window behind them shows stars again - this is on the ship.]

Here's the happy family - Sunshine and Void and little Sunvoid. [You can hear the grin in Blaze's voice.] That's a real traditional name outta you two, I'm surprised.

What can I say? [The dark-haired woman responds.] Sol put me on the good stuff.

We oughta have a cake. I'll see if we can find a ship carryin' foodstuff to raid, get some more flour and all that.

Don't sweat it, Blaze. We don't need a cake. You know Sol needs medical supplies, that's up next.

Right, right. But we're gettin' to it, y'hear?

[nightcure]

[ This just keeps getting worse, doesn't it.

Next tape. ]

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[No one is making you watch all of Blaze Dudely's home videos, Noctis.

Incidentally, Matilda is in this one. A jankier version of Matilda, not nearly the finished product you know and questionably love now. She's sitting on Blaze Dudely's shoulder, tugging insistently on his ear, while a young woman laughs in the background.]

I made her out of the spare parts we couldn't use from that last ship! Since we can't have animals here anyway, and Sonsun's been wantin' a pet so bad. Fun, right?

She's great, girlie. [Blaze's smile is genuine, though he's also obviously. Not thrilled with being poked and prodded by this robot monkey.] Hey, you think you could set 'er on Stumpy instead? He still owes me dishes duty after last week.

Yeah! Let me just - [Matilda turns and rockets towards the camera.] - oh shit -

[That's it for that one.]