[In the second between the movement, a large arm storms to life in stardust and grabs Giorno's wrist with a sharp grip strong enough to break a wrist. The arm isn't Jotaro's however. It's a ghostly specter, shades of purple and blue, a white glove emblazoned with large golden studs. There's no body attached to it, but tracing from the hand to the arm shows it coming out from Jotaro's right shoulder.]
...Tsk, tsk. [He waves a finger with his free hand, slamming the cards in his other faced down.] You cheated.
[And the hand around Giorno's wrist tightens a little harder.]
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[In the second between the movement, a large arm storms to life in stardust and grabs Giorno's wrist with a sharp grip strong enough to break a wrist. The arm isn't Jotaro's however. It's a ghostly specter, shades of purple and blue, a white glove emblazoned with large golden studs. There's no body attached to it, but tracing from the hand to the arm shows it coming out from Jotaro's right shoulder.]
...Tsk, tsk. [He waves a finger with his free hand, slamming the cards in his other faced down.] You cheated.
[And the hand around Giorno's wrist tightens a little harder.]