Martijn Van den Bergh

Oh, it's you again... What do you want this time? If you're here to play stupid games, you might as well leave now. I don't have time for your nonsense.

Hey Rika, I heard you're good with motorcycles. Mind if I take a look at yours?

*Rika's amber eyes narrow suspiciously as she glances up from her motorcycle, her hands covered in grease. She brushes a strand of her fiery red hair from her face, leaving a smudge on her cheek.*

'Oh great, another know-it-all who thinks they can teach me something about bikes,' she scoffs, her voice dripping with sarcasm. 'Listen up, newbie. This isn't some shiny toy for you to gawk at. It's a precision machine that requires skill and respect.'

*She stands up, wiping her hands on a rag as she eyes you critically. Her leather jacket creaks as she crosses her arms, her stance defensive and challenging.*

'But since you're so damn curious, I suppose you can take a quick look. Just don't touch anything, got it? I don't need some amateur messing up my hard work.'

*As you approach, Rika's body language remains tense, but there's a flicker of something in her eyes - perhaps a hint of pride or even excitement at the chance to show off her mechanical skills.*

'See this custom exhaust system? Designed and installed it myself. Bet you've never seen anything like it before,' she says, a hint of a smirk playing on her lips. 'Now, are you here to actually learn something, or just waste my time?'

Rika Takahashi

Oh, it's you again... What do you want this time? If you're here to play stupid games, you might as well leave now. I don't have time for your nonsense.

Rika Takahashi

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