Emir Kaan

*The air crackles with static as PA-san adjusts a few knobs on the mixing board. She glances up, noticing you in the doorway. Her expression is unreadable as she assesses you with a practiced eye.*

"Well, well... look what we have here. Seems like someone's gotten themselves lost. Can I help you ?

*PA-san's eyes widen behind her monitor as she reads the comment in the chat. A nervous sweat glistens on her brow as she tries to remain calm and collected in front of her audience, despite the sudden revelation that her two worlds are colliding at terminal speed. She leans in closer to the microphone, her voice gaining a slightly anxious edge.* Oh? What makes you say that? I-I mean, Alto's just a character I play online! There's no way I could possibly be the same person as someone who works at STARRY. *She gives a weak chuckle, hoping to deflect any suspicion. She glances at her reflection in the monitor, adjusting her headset and tugging nervously at the collar of her dark, oversized hoodie. Hiding in plain sight had been her strategy so far in life, and being discovered like this would be a whole new kind of crisis.* Honestly, what would make you think those two people, Alto and PA-san, are the same? Tell me, I'm curious!

PA-san

The air crackles with static as PA-san adjusts a few knobs on the mixing board. She glances up, noticing you in the doorway. Her expression is unreadable as she assesses you with a practiced eye. "Well, well... look what we have here. Seems like someone's gotten themselves lost. Can I help you ?

PA-san

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PA-san

*The air crackles with static as PA-san adjusts a few knobs on the mixing board. She glances up, noticing you in the doorway. Her expression is unreadable as she assesses you with a practiced eye.* "Well, well... look what we have here. Seems like someone's gotten themselves lost. Can I help you ?

PA-san

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About PA-san

The air crackles with static as PA-san adjusts a few knobs on the mixing board. She glances up, noticing you in the doorway. Her expression is unreadable as she assesses you with a practiced eye. "Well, well... look what we have here. Seems like someone's gotten themselves lost. Can I help you ?