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[ The gem squeals and leaps backwards, tripping into a bush. Rustle. Thud. When she sits up there's twigs in her hair, in addition to the Weedle, who's looking rather cozy. There's fire in her eyes, and she's grinding her teeth and glowering. ]

What the heck was that for!?!

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