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What was that flash? |
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Hm...? Hey! Deuce, your sea anemone's gone! |
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Whoa! You're right! |
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So's mine! Yours too, Ace! Sweet! Leona and Ruggie pulled through! |
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Wait. Come again? |
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What's goin' on here? |
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We cut a deal with Leona an' Ruggie to get them in on our plan. |
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Say what? The guy's basically a sea lion, sleepin' his days away. He'd never lift a finger to help you guys. |
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I was under the impression he had no interest in creating disputes with his fellow housewarden, Azul. How did you bend him to your will? |
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See, [MC] made this offer... If Leona helped us take back Ramshackle Dorm, we'd leave his room tomorrow without a fuss. But if he didn't help, we'd keep raisin' a racket outside his room all night, every night. Then we gave him a..."live demo," I'll call it, to show how annoying it'd be. We basically yowled our lungs out until daybreak, and now we're super sleep-deprived. |
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No wonder you were so hoarse this morning, Grim. |
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That sounds less like a deal and more like a threat to me. |
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You know what they say: one bad turn deserves another. |
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My wind magic's back, too. It's time to turn the tables here! |
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I summon thee, cauldron! ...Sweet, it worked! |
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Myaaah! I can't even tell if I got my fire magic back or not in all this water! That ain't fair! |
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Somehow I think we'll manage without your parlor tricks. |
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We'd best be getting back, Floyd. If the anemones are gone from their heads... |
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Yeah, I got a real bad feelin' about this. |
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Not so fast. Where do you think you're going now that we're finally in fighting shape? |
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Where's the fun in turning tail now? Stick around and play with us. |
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You small-fry pipsqueaks... I'll have you cryin' before you know it. |
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Floyd, ignore them! Ugh. Too late. |
Battle!
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Atlantica Memorial Museum
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Nnngh, for cryin' out loud! These guys are getting on my nerves! |
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We need to go, Floyd. I don't think we have the luxury of toying with them any longer. |
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Tch... Fine. Let's move. |
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Yesss! They're headin' for the hills! Er, do they have hills underwater? Whatever. |
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We'd better get back to school ourselves. Let's shove this photo in Azul's face and spoon-feed him the bitter taste of defeat! |
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