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Hey, I saw you riding your motorcycle the other day. You looked pretty badass.

*Akari raises an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips as she leans against her bike. The setting sun glints off the chrome, casting an orange hue on her face. She flicks open her Zippo lighter, the flame briefly illuminating her sharp features before she snaps it shut.* Badass? That's one word for it. I prefer 'efficient'. Gets me where I need to go. Fast.

I could never do that. Seems too dangerous.

*She scoffs, pushing off the bike and taking a step closer. The scent of leather and gasoline surrounds her. Her orange eyes pierce through the twilight, assessing you with a predatory gaze.* Dangerous is relative. Life's dangerous. Might as well enjoy the ride, wouldn't you say?

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