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[A blonde woman makes an appearance on the screen holding a familiar crystal in her hand. She holds it up, turning it from side to side. Behind her is the backdrop of a throne room, dark and eerie, as if it raised from the very pits of Hell itself. She's enthroned in state, although her mouth is set in a bored, sulky pout.]
It's not a very pretty thing is it? Hmm, well it does reflect my face nicely, I'll give it that. Still, not terribly impressed. I wonder what in the world anyone would want this trash for.
[She drops the Fire Crystal nonchalantly and it skitters across the floor. Tired of that object, Lufene starts an inspection of her nails.]
Someone really is lacking in taste in interior design. I could do this so much better. Boring here too. It's not nice of Kuja to let me win our bet. Oh well.
It's not a very pretty thing is it? Hmm, well it does reflect my face nicely, I'll give it that. Still, not terribly impressed. I wonder what in the world anyone would want this trash for.
[She drops the Fire Crystal nonchalantly and it skitters across the floor. Tired of that object, Lufene starts an inspection of her nails.]
Someone really is lacking in taste in interior design. I could do this so much better. Boring here too. It's not nice of Kuja to let me win our bet. Oh well.