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Post by Robshi on Apr 2, 2024 20:40:41 GMT
"Eh? Wha-mmf!" Frato tried to protest but found himself smothered into the Cleyran's chest before he could really make one. He found himself stunned for a moment, his face flushing red as he realised what was happening. As Violet then sat back, it seemed to take a while for the hybrid's brain to reboot from the sudden embrace. Guh... her boobs... eh? Huh? What's she saying? Ah... yeah, it doesn't look like I'll have any backup for this meeting. He turned as the Cleyran glanced at his friends, where it appeared Jack had dropped out of the running in the drinking contest. I guess I could ask Ditz, but I fear they'll just fall asleep outside.
"Yeah, I think it would be wise to take precautions. I had no intention of going there unarmed." Frato replied. I guess I should've expected as much with regards to my woman troubles. Huh. I wonder if they are these mysterious strangers? Surely not, I can't see them wanting to speak to me together after what happened. "Thanks for the advice, Violet."
The dragoon decided to finish his meal. He stayed seated for a few minutes to let his food settle, before then quietly making his way to the entrance to retrieve his weapon and head for the agreed meeting place with the annoymous source of his message.
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Post by M&M&M on Apr 3, 2024 10:46:15 GMT
Frato and his party continued to eat and enjoy themselves; Firebrand and Killy were having their showdown, Ditz ate and watched the duel unconsciously while eating slowly, Mortimmer continued to play with his food with his pet Flan, and Violet ate her food elegantly with peculiar manners. By the time the hybrid was done with his meal, the drinking contest between the two ladies finally came to an end when Killy dropped down to the table head first.
"YES! I AM THE *hic* WINNER!" Firebrand jumped from her chair and waved her mug around victoriously, not caring if she was splashing her comrades with it's contents. "Winner winner chicken dinner, ha ha! I am *hic* the greatest! I am...ergh....ugh...gonna be sick.." She suddenly cupped her muzzle with her hands and ran for the bathroom. Sounds of the poor red head hurling can now be heard in what is now a pyrrhic victory.
Ditz was the first to notice his master walk away. "Hmm? Teacher, you're going alone? Aren't you worried it might be a trap?"
"Oh don't worry about him, darling, he'll be a fine." Violet reassured the white mage. "He's a Dragoon, he can handle himself. Besides, I think I'm feeling unwell and could use another examination, want me to lay in bed so you'd have an easier time? Hmm hmm."
"Oh umm umm, uh, well, I uh have to, um, finish my food first!"
"Oh? But it looks like you're almost two bites left. Here, let me come over and help feed you, I know how to clean your plate.."
"W-wait, I could do it on my own! Um, S-Sir Frato! Would you like me to come with you? Please!? Sir Fratoooooooooo!" With the hybrid leaving his poor students to their torment, he left the manor and grabbed his weapon without any incident. Heading to the place specified in his letter, he found the observation deck completely vacant and devoid of anyone. Were his intentions was to use the place to take in the lovely view granted by the area, it would've been a magnificent stroke of luck. He waited there patiently and didn't take long until he heard a shout toward him.
"What the hell are you doing here!?" And not just one voice, but two female voices. Familiar female voices.
"Ugh! We said to come when the moon is over the city, not halfway through! Are peasants like you daft on the concept of time?"
"And why are you still out in your regular clothing and easily recognized!? This was supposed to be a PRIVATE meeting! You're supposed to be in incognito! Ugh, peasants..."
The shield sisters, each wearing matching green hoods and cloaks, walked up to a place nearby the Dragoon onto the observation building with an annoyed look. And without their cherished master. However they made sure to look around to see if anyone else was around.
"Were you followed? You didn't bring anyone else, did you?"
"You better not! We have our reputation to look after! And what happens to us affects our lord as well! He will not be pleased if you mistreat us!"
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Post by Robshi on Apr 3, 2024 21:02:10 GMT
The dragoon enjoyed the rest of his meal, along with a mug or two of ale. Heh, I figured Firebrand would be the last woman standing in this contest. Ah... urgh. To the victor go the spoils I guess. I'm glad I've finished my meal, because hearing that would definitely put me off my food.
As he started making his way out of the manor, he felt some sympathy for his student as Violet decided to turn her attention to Ditz. Sorry, but they wanted me alone. They might not appear if I bring you along.
Arriving at the observation deck, the hybrid looked around with a confused look as he found noone there. Hrm? Am I early or something? He was then startled as a pair of familiar voices starting yelling at him.
"No, I came alone like you asked." Frato replied, looking rather irritated. "You said nothing about coming along in disguise. If you don't want anyone to notice us, maybe you could try being a bit quieter instead of shouting so the whole town can hear. You're also one to talk for mistreatment. Did you have to ask me to come here in such a suspicious manner? It looked like you were trying to set me up for a mugging! Just what do you two want with me, anyway?"
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Post by M&M&M on Apr 4, 2024 10:05:35 GMT
The twins groaned again at hearing the Dragoon's excuses, unable to fathom his peasant ways.
"Ugh, his ignorance is astounding! How did he live up to the point of becoming a Dragoon, let alone making it to an adult!"
"Indeed, indeed dear sister. And of course he thinks our letter to be suspicious, this knave doesn't have the sense to be a knight!"
"Too true!"
Then the two looked around once more and began to get into the heart of the matter.
"Do you have that pink cleyran within your home? You know, the culprit that's said to be behind charming Minister Horace and Lady Gabriel?"
"We know you do! We've heard reports about her entering the manor with you! What sinister and perverted deeds have you done with each other!? Imagine the scandal that shall befall on you if anything we've heard is true!"
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Post by Robshi on Apr 4, 2024 20:48:18 GMT
"Really? You mean if your precious lord got a letter asking him to come alone to a quiet spot in the middle of the night, you'd be happy to let him attend? Yeesh, some bodyguards you two are. Would you happily let him stick his head between a Grand Dragon's teeth too?" Frato snarkily retorted to the pair's insults. "Yes, Violet is currently a guest at the manor. Just what kind of rumours have you two been hearing? What do you want with her?"
Don't tell me these idiots plan on trying to arrest Violet after what's happened. They would be dumb enough to pick a fight with Clan Foxtrot as well as Carnicero.
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Post by M&M&M on Apr 5, 2024 6:30:06 GMT
The twins glared at the man for his reckless language, but surprisingly they kept their mouth shut. Perhaps they finally smartened up enough to know not to start a fight with something they something from. Eyeing each other, they showed hesitation and concern as if speaking telekinetically. The looked down and inhaled a breath of courage before finally admitting what they were really after.
"We wish to use that woman's services!" They both said together.
"We admit it! You were right. We are smitten with Lord Rizer!"
"Truly we are! We cannot imagine having a life without him!"
"Nor could we handle that snotty uptight Duchess taking him away in marriage! She doesn't appreciate him as much as we do! Absurdity!"
"Blasphemy!"
"Tis an outrage!"
"Bloody indignation!"
The two had to stop and take a breather after finally letting all their grievances out in one whole breath. Finally after calming down and no longer red in the face, the two looked around once more to make sure no one was around to hear them.
"Ahem...which is why we would like your help on the matter; we want you to grab the pink one and have her charm Lord Rizer to be infatuated with us and ONLY us!"
"Think about it you peas-...Dragoon. We know you and lord Rizer are neither friend or ally, quite an annoyance with each other actually! And once he becomes head of the Rizer household after Minister Horace is stripped of his rank, he shall become a greater thorn at your side. He can freely give you orders and have you dance at his fingertips!"
"Our plan would benefit you as greatly as it does us! Our Lord will be too busy giving us his attention and love, and you no longer have to worry about him meddling in your affairs or having to wed that ghastly Gardenia!"
"Perfect plan!"
"Ingenious!"
"Everyone wins!" The two sisters suddenly walked up to Sir Frato and met his gaze with their excited eyes.
"Isn't it a wonderful idea? Say you'll agree with this plot, and you will never see us again! No more having to interact or be interacted between such tedious affairs of nobles and peasants!"
"Hee hee, indeed! You can do whatever it is you peasants do when you are trying to relax, and we'll be forever left with our great lord..."
The two gave a heartful sigh, having the man's visage in their mind. Then they looked at him once more.
"Well, what do you say Dragoon?
"Will you do it? Will you, huh? Huh?"
"Give us an answer, we are tortured by the anticipation!"
"Hurry!"
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Post by Robshi on Apr 5, 2024 21:26:35 GMT
The dragoon raised his eyebrows when the pair finally admitted what they wanted. Hearing that these two have a crush on Rizer isn't exactly news, but I didn't think they'd resort to such desparate tactics just to win his affection.
"Wait, hold on a second. Are you two seriously asking me to help you brainwash your beloved Lord Rizer and effectively force him to fall in love with you?" Frato held out his hands to try and make the pair see some sense. "Haven't you learned anything from this scandal? Why don't you just confess your feelings to him? Surely you couldn't live with the fact you've only won his heart through charm magic?"
There is no way in hell I am letting these two cause another charm scandal. There's been enough chaos just from this incident.
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Post by M&M&M on Apr 6, 2024 9:46:58 GMT
The shield sisters both worked together to create a angry glare at the hybrid. They were not happy with his hasty decision.
"How can you just call it 'brainwashing'? We're just simply awakening his true feelings which is muddled by that dastardly Duchess!"
"And you think he'd accept our confession after he's already charmed by Gardenia?! That witch must've already did the same trick herself, we must even the playing field!"
The two sisters calmed down and began to put on their thinking caps. They stood there for a few moments trying to think of an alternate plan.
"Okay, another idea. We can charm that woman and have her blast Lord Rizer with such a ferocious backlash to his advances that he'll have no choice but to abandon his idea of getting her hand in marriage!"
"Oooo! Another brilliant idea, dear sister! And it'll be quick and harmless! Just charm her, have her do what we say, then remove the spell before anyone notices! Lord Rizer will no longer visit her and I doubt she would even notice with the great numbers of suitors already flocking to her! Everyone still wins!"
"Right, right. So Dragoon, how about that proposal? Surely it is harmless enough to consider it, unless you want us to sweeten the deal."
"What is it that you need? Money? Armor and weapons? We know a good deal of blacksmiths that could give you the best in their armoury!"
"But don't you DARE ask us for any sexual favors you cad!"
"Yea! We're saving ourselves for our Lord and our Lord ONLY!"
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Post by Robshi on Apr 6, 2024 22:16:58 GMT
"I'm calling it brainwashing because that's exactly what it is! You're literally altering his memory or forcing him into obeying an order!" Frato exclaimed, looking rather horrified that the twins seemed to be trying to defend their crazy plan. Their follow up suggestion actually riled him further. "How dare you suggest using charm magic on the Duchess! That's treason! Besides, I don't think she'll need any persuading to rebuke your lord's advances. Ugh, I've heard enough of this nonsense!"
The dragoon then started marching off back towards the manor before the pair could suggest any more ludicrous ideas.
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Post by M&M&M on Apr 7, 2024 10:07:41 GMT
"You fool! You don't know their history with each other!" One of the twins tried to argue. "If that were true, the Duchess herself would've told our lord she wasn't interested. But that witch never does just so she can wrap him under her own finger!"
"And how is it treason when we're after what's rightfully ours! We just need to-HEY! Where are you going!? We have other ideas that aren't ludicrous!"
"We didn't give you permission to leave! Once our lord becomes head of the family, we're going to make you regret it, you coward!"
"Fake Dragoon!"
"Peasant!"
"Rouge!"
The two continued to verbally harass Sir Frato until the burmecian was thankfully out of hearing range. there was several civilians around the neighborhood that had wondered what was going on but none of them tried to interject and tried to go about their merry business. The night life of Cleyra was calm and the sandstorm surrounding it gave a surprising gentle breeze to the hybrid's face as he walked back to base. But as soon the manor was within eyesight, something else caught the man's attention.
"Frato!Frato!Frato!Frato!Frato!Frato!" Someone or someTHING was calling out the Dragoon by name, repeating it as it was a alarm. Whatever it was, it spoke in a odd tone of voice, but a typical voice he has heard before. it didn't take long for the source to reveal itself; a small Gimme Cat, was hopping madly around the plaza, scaring and unnerving a few cleyrans who looked at the fiend with nervousness. Due to it's size however, they didn't seem to take it a threat. Suddenly the fiend's eyes found and locked onto Sir Frato and began chanting it's call faster and excitedly. Once it finally gotten to the hybrid's face, the Gimme Cat continued to hop around while crying out a new mantra.
"Fight! Trunk! Fight! Trunk! Fight! Trunk!"
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Post by Robshi on Apr 7, 2024 21:08:19 GMT
Even if the Duchess did turn him down outright, Rizer would be too dense to listen to it. Not that I care about helping those two idiots try and win over their beloved lord. Just how desperate are they? Sheesh.
The hybrid shook his head as he walked away, rather glad to get out of earshot so he didn't have to listen to the two ladies insulting him. As he headed back to the manor, he looked rather bemused to see a small Gimme Cat hopping around mewling out his name. As it scrambled to him and relayed its message, he cursed to himself before rushing into the manor.
Just what kind of trouble has that girl gotten into now!? As he got into the entrance he looked frantically for a maid before asking them to bring out Ditz and Mortimmer. I swear to Burmece, if Violet is doing any funny business with them right now I'm going to strangle that woman.
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Post by M&M&M on Apr 8, 2024 6:02:33 GMT
Upon the hybrid's return to the manor, the servant in charge of the doorway already began opening the door for him, noticing his serious expression and hasty movement. The servant drew the line however at the fiend that followed Sir Frato and closed the door before it can enter. The poor Gimme Cat continued to hop around and chant as if hoping the door would open on it's own.
Meanwhile, the maid outside the guest room understood her orders and went inside. A moment later, Mortimmer and Ditz came out with a curious expression on their faces, tho the white seemed almost relieved at the same time.
"Oh thank goodness, you came just in time for me Sir." Indeed, the young student seemed happy to see him. "Miss Violet was about to have me check her breathing."
"Ah, so what is it you called us out for? My flan has just devoured a heart and I was in the middle of watching it trying to pass it's own fluids into it trying to make it beat."
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Post by Robshi on Apr 8, 2024 20:11:17 GMT
Seeing the servant slam the door on the little Gimme Cat made the dragoon feel a little sorry for the cat, but he quickly moved on to meet his allies. Thankfully he seemed to have retrieved Ditz before Violet could start soomething naughty with him.
"I've just seen a small Gimme Cat calling out my name outside. I think Pris has got herself into trouble." Frato explained. "You're the only ones in a fit state to back me up here. Let's make haste and investigate."
The dragoon then lead the pair out of the manor, weapon at hand. He then turned to look at the small messenger cat to see if it would lead the way back down the trunk. "Where's the fight? Where is Pris?" He asked the Gimme Cat.
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Post by M&M&M on Apr 9, 2024 6:39:22 GMT
"Oh no! Not Pris!" Ditz said with worry. "Wait, who's Pris again?"
"She is that delightful little scamp who's pet Gimme Cats me and that horrid read-haired barbarian tried to train earlier in the day. We failed mostly because of her but we'll be trying again tomorrow. But that is of little concern right now, come young ward, if there is a battle, we must prepare for it!" Both of Frato's allies went out to grab their own staves from their respective rooms and went outside where the tiny Gimme Cat was with their leader.
The fiend paused for a moment and tilted it's head in confusion when questioned by Frato. "Fight? Where Pris? Pris? PRIS! PRIS! PRIS!PRIS!PRIS!PRIS!" The fiend has been given a new motivational chant and began to hop forward towards it's destination. The Dragoon and his allies follow it, all the way down the Cleyran tree and down inside the hidden Foxtrot base where the hybrid first met Renata and Pris herself. The area was as dark as before, perfectly so since the day has ended and nighttime began.
After carefully walking through to cavernous tunnel, the little fiend's continuous outburst bought attention of someone that lived inside the darkness.
"Hmm? Joti? Is that you? Did you give the message to Mr. Frato like I asked?" The whispered voice belonged to Pris, who seemed rather calm. No sounds of battle or annoyance can be heard except for the numerous amount of purrs and calls for diamonds. "Wait, I hear others with you. Hello? Is anyone there?"
"Have no fear young one, it is I, the Great Dr. Mortimmer. We come here at your aid at the behest of Sir Frato and your little friend. It said something about a fight, yes?"
A moment of puzzlement made the little nezumi silent for a moment. "Huh? There's no fight here. Joti, did you tell them the fight was here or at the cleyran trunk?"
"FIGHT! TRUNK! FIGHT! TRUNK! FIGHT! TRUNK!"
"Ah, good. Then wait, what are you guys doing here? The fight is going on all the way down at the trunk, not here. Did you all get confused or were you all worried about me?"
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Post by Robshi on Apr 9, 2024 20:02:04 GMT
Ditz, are you fully awake right now? The hybrid was somewhat disappointed by his student's question. Thankfully Mortimmer filled him in.
To his relief, the Gimme Cat recognised the name of its owner and started hopping towards their destination. He followed the cat back into some familiar yet unnervingly dark territory, before then looking a little confused. Hrm? Shouldn't we be hearing a clanging of weapons or some fiend cries? Are we too late? To his amazement, he found Pris and her pets in relative peace.
"Well, my first worry was that you were in trouble." Frato answered. "Your little base is in the trunk after all, and it's not like your pet can relay a complicated message. So if it's not you fighting, who is having a battle right now?"
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Post by M&M&M on Apr 10, 2024 6:32:07 GMT
"Oh. Well that's awfully nice of you all, but as you can see, we're fine. Right Emory?" A loud content meow was the only response given to the child as she petted her friend in the dark. "Hmm. Well, the battle is happening all the way down at the base of the trunk, those I guess if I tried to tell Joti that, we'd all get the same result. As for who's battling, um....oh. One of them was that nice mole lady you were with earlier. What was it...Doozy? Dizzy?"
"Um, you mean Miss Daisy?" Ditz tried to answer for her.
"Yea, that's it. She's so nice, but I can tell she's still a little timid around my friends. It's okay tho."
"Alright, but who is the people Daisy is fighting?"
"Oh, she's just fighting one person. Another woman, a burmecian, very elegant looking, wore very similar ornamental armor like Mr. Frato. I saw the two walking together heading downwards earlier from my hide out. They don't seem like enemies but I felt something...weird going on. Like they were going to fight a Boss monster...tension, that's it! Anyways, I hope miss Daisy doesn't get hurt, would you please check on her since you're here?"
Ditz and Dr. Mortimmer slowly turned and gave a concerned look to Sir Frato, awaiting his next move.
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Post by Robshi on Apr 10, 2024 20:19:08 GMT
Hearing who was involved in the fight further down the trunk made a sense of dread creep into the hybrid. She was trying to leave Cleyra? Wait, don't tell me she's fighting... ARGH! Those two are fighting over me now!? Is Daisy nuts? She's going to get herself killed!
"We'll get right on it. Thanks for the information." Frato nodded thanks to the young nezumi before turning to his two allies. "Come on, we'd better break this up."
The dragoon then marched on further down the trunk, not wanting to waste any more time. I just hope they don't decide to turn their weapons on me. I didn't think they'd go and start a fight! What a horrible mess this is!
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Post by M&M&M on Apr 11, 2024 9:44:33 GMT
Ditz and Mortimmer wasted no time in following the hybrid back out of the hideout and down to the entrance of Cleyra. Ditz kept up a worried facade as it's teacher merely marched downwards below.
"I'm surprised you can walk such a standard speed, Sir Frato. If it were me, I'd be sprinting down as fast as I could. Is it because you know what would happen or that you trust them not to go too far?" The student asked while following. The three finally made it down to the bottom trunk of the tree and the first person they saw was Sir Derek hunched over and sitting down onto the sands. The man didn't notice the three come up behind him and had a sad forlorn look on his face as he watched an event unfurl before him.
A few dozen meters away close to the sandstorm was two figures facing off against each other. One, knelt down into the sands was Daisy, numerous wounds on her body and clearly struggling to stay up. She held onto her bow and an arrow tightly and shakily as she faced her opponent. The other one opposite of the archer was Lady Gabriel, standing straight as a defiant battle standard, simply stared at Daisy holding her red lance onto her right hand. She had a look of disappointment and disgust on her face.
"Is this it!? Is that the extent of your strength and love for Sir Frato!?" The Dragoon yelled, more angry than shouting it as a taunt. While the mole was far more injured, Lady Gabriel herself was seemingly unharmed saved a slight cut on her cheek with numerous arrows dug into the sands around her. "How can you say that you'd be willing to defend and fight for him when you cannot even last this long against me!? Do you think when you finally go fight the elites of Clan Carnicero that they will go easy on you as I would? When Vulk finally gets a hold of Sir Frato, do you think your mere arrows would be enough to stop that man! I THINK NOT!" The woman took a step forward and raised her lance towards the other female. "You are not worthy! Both as a warrior and as a comrade! You will not tip the scales in his fight against Clan Carnicero and you would be foolish to think otherwise. Relinquish yourself to your fate and acknowledge your weakness!"
The speech seemed to rouse more strength into the archer, who suddenly brought herself back up and notched her bow, her look was equally defiant. "Just shut up and watch! I will prove myself worthy of fighting with him one way or another, so just come at me!"
"As you wish..." The two posed into a fighting stance and prepared for another round.
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Post by Robshi on Apr 11, 2024 20:27:04 GMT
"Could you keep up with me if I did run? If they really are fighting each other, you'll be the one they need." Frato asked as he heard his student's observation. "I would like to think they wouldn't be willing to kill each other over this, but love does make people do foolish things. Please be alright."
As he reached the bottom of the tree, the dragoon was surprised to see Derek hunched over and watching the events unfurl before him. He then noticed the state Daisy was in and looked horrified at what was happening. Oh hell, they really are fighting each other! I came here just in time, poor Daisy looks like she's at death's door!
"Lay down your weapons and stop this madness right now!" Frato roared at the pair of them. He then drew his spear and ran out between the pair, looking to act as a physical barrier to stop their fight, before throwing furious looks at both of the warring ladies. "Just what do you two think you're playing at here!?"
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Post by M&M&M on Apr 12, 2024 9:07:34 GMT
Sir Derek nearly leapt out of his place after the hybrid brazenly shouted from behind him and of course it caught the attention of both the ladies as they suddenly stopped and looked at him.
"Sir Frato..." Lady Gabriel muttered.
"Love!" Daisy's response was more uncontrolled in shock. But even when the man got between them, the mole remained bold enough to still retain her grip on her weapon. "I'm sorry but I have to show her I really am capable of helping you. The last thing I want to be is a burden."
The female Dragoon agreed by keeping her lance aimed and ready. "Sir Frato. I truly am sorry you had to see this, but believe me when I say we are doing this for you. And forgive me for saying this but your survival from the hands of Jessie was mostly luck. Had that man wanted, he would've had you and my brother killed immediately were it not for his need for food sources for his pets. I can assure you Vulk and his closest henchmen will not make that mistake. If you gone ahead to face off with that clan with your current allies, the vast majority of them would be dead. That would include your current archer companion. I am trying to show her that she is not strong enough to stand with you in that fight. She needs to become stronger. And you need stronger allies. We have both agreed to this cordially already, now please, back away."
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