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Angry with Sir Timothy of the Nile, Lady Tessalynn of the Sky throws him into the can.
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| I will never do so! You've taken away my true love. | |
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| If you don't stop thinking about chess, I don't know what I'll do. | |
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| Fine, fine, fine. ::shakes it off:: From now on, I'll never look at another chessboard again. | |
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| Okay, good. Look on the bright side, Lynt-- at least I don't have to use bubbles to speak to you. | |
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| I knew you would do something to bring him back into my heart. I must see him! | |
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