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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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Maybe he’s feeling wound up after having half the people on the street give him a sideways glance, but it catches him off guard when one of them actually addresses him. He searches the crowd until he spots the young girl smiling at him.

What had she said? "Costume"? Could she…could she tell that this was a disguise? This could be bad.

“Oh...Well, thanks! But this is...I mean it's how I always look!"

Way to go, Drift.

Now Matilda is wondering if she had just done something incredibly rude by assuming it was a costume. Her cheeks turned a little pink.

"I'm sorry it's just I didn't. I mean you look a little like a samurai and I didn't think those existed anymore." Well just because he was dressed like that didn't mean he actually was one...but he was holding a sword. It wasn't real, was it?

Drift relaxes once he realizes that his cover hasn’t been blown. But the relief is brief as the girl’s words start to sink in. Samurai...don’t...exist anymore? How could that be? Is that why everyone was giving him strange looks? It must be like...like seeing a living legend walking down the street. Yeah...yeah that must be it. That would explain why so many of them seemed afraid to approach him. And the girl looks upset now too.

“No, no need to worry! It was an honest mistake. You’ve really never seen anyone like me before?”

Matilda relaxes when he reassures her though his question raises more. Surely he must know that most people don't dress like him. At least not here in Los Angeles. Perhaps there are some other places in Japan where it was still a thing?

Matilda shook her head.

"I might be wrong, I haven't really read much about them but I think samurais faded away when Japan," she made a vague gesture, "got a modern army?" She really ought to read up more on eastern cultures and histories. Now that she realized how little she knew about samurai, Matilda wanted to learn more.