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Who: Drift and YOU!
Where: Wandering around the city.
When: Early April
What: Drift is checking out the city.
Warnings: Probably some bad secondhand embarrassment. Also Robots.

Drift’s been on the earth a while now, but this is the first time he’s properly used his holomatter avatar. It had taken him a while to choose one; eventually settling on the human from his favorite earth movie. He’d felt a sort of affinity for the character, so it seemed like a good match…and if it meant he could carry a sword, it was too good to pass up. Not that the sword actually posed much of a threat.

Right now, he’s just exploring the city – trying to get a better handle on its layout. The streets are cluttered with people, but most of them take a moment to pause and glance over at him. It’s a bit…unsettling. He double checks the avatar’s projection image again and again, but can’t find anything noticeably wrong with it. Weren’t these things supposed to be good for staying under the radar? Sure didn’t seem that way.

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Oh fucking hell now the weirdo wanted to talk to him? This is why he should keep his damn head down. Shit.

Neku tucks his chin into his cowl, staring Drift's avatar down defensively. "I can't give you directions to the nearest convention center, if that's what you're going to ask."

Well this was off to a great start. This guy sure didn’t seem like he wanted to talk. Maybe there was some weird Earth greeting custom that he didn’t know about? He tries to think back to some of the shows and movies he’d watched while he was in Japan…and gives a slight bow of his head as he moves closer.

“Convention…? I’m not sure what you mean.”

Neku snorts derisively. "Okay, I get it. You're one of those historical re-en-actors or something? I'm not going to indulge the whole act thing, so you can take the show on the road, preferably away from here," he says bluntly.

Alright, what was this guy’s problem? Really? What could Drift have even done to him? He’s starting to get a bit agitated and his avatar fiddles with the hilt of the sword. It’s not meant to be threatening; more of a reflexive gesture than anything.

“Listen, no need to get all hot and bothered about it. All I’m doing is asking for help. Is this what people do when you ask for help around here?”

This whole thing is so definitely not cute, at all, but... this guy also seems alarmingly genuine. He makes a special note of the hand on the sword; he's so ready to throw down if he needs to.

What's REALLY throwing him is that he's not getting an empathic read off this guy. It's like he's not even really there. That alone is reason enough to be nervous. He should probably try to get more info.

Neku sighs loudly before appearing to concede: "Alright, fine... what did you need to ask?"