[And so, with a flourish that only a grand couturier could give, Nui pulls out her true weapon; half of a purple fabric scissor, fit to be the size of a blade. She spins it around on its hilt as she lets it revolve around her body, until she finally points it out, right at Shooter's face!]
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[And so, with a flourish that only a grand couturier could give, Nui pulls out her true weapon; half of a purple fabric scissor, fit to be the size of a blade. She spins it around on its hilt as she lets it revolve around her body, until she finally points it out, right at Shooter's face!]
Ta-da! So, what do you think?