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http://www.fanfiction.net/s/5809142/5/"Well done, Lime." The bodyguard's face lit up at this smallest praise. "I think I will get some rest, now. It would appear I am not cut out for the thoughtless bickering Ranma and his friends seem to so enjoy." Without another word, Herb rose and departed in the direction Lime had arrived from. She was relieved to see that she hadn't been followed. Her bodyguard's interference had come at a perfect time. As two suddenly smoking tree stumps and piles of splintered, blackened wood could now attest, Herb had been angered. More specifically, she had been angered by childish insults she'd known to expect and had helped to inspire. Saotome Ranma seemed to be in possession of some very unique and useful skills.
As she was closing the flap to her tent to get her first night's sleep on the hard ground in almost a week, the Musk prince was already lost in planning. 'If I can learn to overcome Ranma's bizarre insult technique and master my anger in the face of it, might I not then learn the lessons I need to face my father on equal terms, rather than as a child? Yes, Saotome, you are in fact infinitely more valuable than you know.' Still, Herb allowed herself a swell of pride that she'd only exploded into violence and fury after taking her leave. Doing so in front of Ranma would have been against her best interests. As any martial artist knows, every small improvement can be a valuable step towards mastery.
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