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Strife is the mortal I had the fortunate chance of meeting after standing outside of a diner for several hours.

He approached me while consuming some sort of dessert-sandwich, saying something that, looking back, was very obviously directed at me.

Most of what he said came out as a series of muffled sounds and I was unable to understand what he was saying.

This was due to the dessert-sandwich that he was still in the process of eating.

Because of this, I simply ignored him and continued in my pursuit of standing idly around public spaces.

Apparently this is something mortals call "Loitering" and is now also hobby of mine.

I suppose my accidental disregard of the statement angered the cloud as he brandished his blade and began some sort of display by waving it around.

Despite this I still could not discern what he wanted.

He soon conceded in his attempts to remove me after he realized I intended on staying and instead just walked away.

Realizing that my oppurtunity to interact was quickly leaving the area, I ended up pursuing in order to reattempt talking with them.

He grew agitated at this, but kept calling me a Twag (A Driftport term for "Friend" from my experience) and so I continued to follow.

I offered to leave them alone if they let me converse with them for a bit, calling them a "Dumm Azz" (another friendly Driftport term) in hopes to diffuse the tension.

This proved to be the incorrect choice of words as he began violently chasing me while shouting new terminologies.

I am unsure of their meanings, but I assume from the connotation they were definitely antagonistic.

To keep this concise, several buildings were destroyed while he chased me.

The chase led all throughout the city, finally ending in some sort of zone designated for dumping scrapped and deceased robots.

Not soon after, he seemed satisfied with the chase and stopped. They called out to me and exclaimed it was "fun to chase me around", and that he promised he would have our conversation if I "wasn't too chicked" to show myself.

Out of excitement, I teleported directly in front of him and began asking a slew of questions, most of which were about his origins and such.

He dodged those inquiries quite frequently, it seemed he was not to proficient at having conversations as well.

Some things I did learn about him were his love of "Ice Cream Sandwitches", as well as his job working at a scrapyard.

So I suppose there's that...