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Rong Er
With characteristic glee, she began to dance on the wooden planks, clapping her hands ~ "Oh, what fun!" ~ Her eyes were alive with triumphant joy and her nose, quivering with excitement ~ "I love disagreements!" ~ And she turned to Skye, half-whispering ~ "Serves them right for mistreating me earlier." ~ She gave a mock scowl and half-stuck out her tongue.
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