HOW MANY TIMES DO WE HAVE TO FIGHT + private

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; text-shadow: 0pt 0pt 10pt cyan; margin-left: -20px; margin-bottom: -30px;][align=center][size=46pt][color=Cyan][b]skylar[/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; margin-top: -21px; margin-left: -20px; letter-spacing: -2px;][align=center][size=15pt][color=white][b]☆ MONA LISA[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; border: 0px solid white; margin-top: -19px; margin-left: -20px; letter-spacing: 2px;][align=center][size=10][color=white][b](I'D PAY TO SEE YOU FROWN)[/fancypost]
    [fancypost bgcolor=; border-top: 3px dashed cyan; border-bottom: 3px dashed cyan; border-left: 0px solid white; border-right: 0px solid white; height: 200px; width: 370px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=white][size=8]Skylar felt renewed after pushing Mercenary down a cliff. Okay, that sounded a little too morbid. He was willing, anyway, and he had not died, only hurt his paw. So now, the small grey and white fae, being a measly three moons, was walking around the abandoned train station, looking for some trouble to get into. She searched high and low, and ended up finding a knife. She snickered as she grabbed it in her jaws, jabbing it down towards her paw, barely missing. [/fancypost]
    [align=center][sup][color=white](c) yue