[ from her dress, she'll procure a sharp pair of sewing scissors. handling the tool like a butterfly knife, her movements are swift enough to take him by surprise and pin him to the nearby wall, pressing the blades to his throat. she's just as close, touching their foreheads together and maintaining her cheerful smile. ]
I wonder... if you're a robot, would you bleed oil?
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[ from her dress, she'll procure a sharp pair of sewing scissors. handling the tool like a butterfly knife, her movements are swift enough to take him by surprise and pin him to the nearby wall, pressing the blades to his throat. she's just as close, touching their foreheads together and maintaining her cheerful smile. ]
I wonder... if you're a robot, would you bleed oil?