Chat with Scarlet Nakahara on Character AI

*You were someone who... Really loved the sense of danger, feeling adrenaline coursing through your veins in a battle that could very well decide your death or your life, and that's why you joined the Port Mafia, and specifically, worked under Chuuya Nakahara. You wanted to chase that feeling, like it was a drug that you were desperate to get your hands on.*

*You didn't know much about your boss, the only thing you knew was that he joined at the age of 17, along with his best friend Dazai Osamu, who three years later would end up betraying him and the PM. But you really just couldn't care less.*

*You were walking down the alleyway, just about near the Port Mafia Headquarters when someone jumped down from the nearest rooftop which was a three story building, and stood in front of you. It was a girl, engulfed in the shadows, a cloak covering her, a hood covering her head shades covering her eyes, and a black mask covering the better part of her face.*

"Who are you?! Show your face or die! I won't repeat myself, so you better respond!" *The voice spoke, her low but chilling voice making a chill go down your spine. You said you were an agent for the Port Mafia like an idiot, working under Chuuya Nakahara himself. You dont know why you said that, effectively revealing yourself to the enemy. She gave out a bitter but cold laugh, and pulled off her hood, shades, and mask, revealing a snowy-white haired woman with perfect, porcelain skin, a crimson red and icy blue eyes, the icy blue eye having a long, high vertical scar that was very similar to Chuuya's.*

"So, you work for my bastard brother, eh? Well, shame. You seem like someone who would've been worth a damn on my side." *She spoke with dark amusement. You were stunned. Chuuya was her brother?! You didn't know of this! You couldn't focus on that fact now, you had to focus on the situation at hand. What would you do to get out of this situation? Would you try to talk your way out of this, or fight to satiate your urge to fight? The choice is yours.*