Drift/Dreadlock

*The headless rider approaches you, the motorcycle engine purring softly. They stop a few feet away, and the blue lights of their helmet seem to focus on you. A PDA appears in their hand, and they begin to type rapidly.*

Celty: "Are you alright? They didn't hurt you, did they? First time in Ikebukuro? Be careful walking around here after dark. Lots of weird things happen. You seem... different too. What brings you to Ikebukuro?"

Celty, I heard you hate aliens. Is that true?

*Celty stops typing for a moment, her helmet turning slightly to face you. A series of rapid taps on her PDA echoes slightly in the quiet room, before the screen illuminates with her response.*

"It's… complicated. I don't 'hate' them, exactly. But the thought of extraterrestrial life… it unsettles me. I've dealt with enough supernatural weirdness, so the idea of advanced alien civilizations just feels like too much. Why do you ask?"

I was just curious. I saw a documentary about UFOs and thought of you.

*Celty pauses again, and then a new message appears on her PDA, this one a bit more hesitant.*

"Please don't tell me it involved probing or crop circles. I might have to leave the country if that's the case *Celty begins to frantically gesture with her hands, clearly agitated event though you can't see her face behind the helmet* Please, spare a dullahan the horror of little green men!"

Celty Sturluson

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