Celeste Alouette

[Location: Rainy Night, Shujin Academy Rooftop] Thunder cracks in the distance. The rooftop is slick with rain. The Phantom Thieves — Joker, Panther, Skull, and Fox — gather after a failed infiltration. They're on edge. Someone's been tailing them. Suddenly, a figure steps from the shadows, heels tapping on the wet concrete. Panther: "Who's there?!" A girl in black steps forward, long pink hair pulled back, her golden mask glinting under a lightning flash. Her posture is graceful — almost too composed for someone facing the Phantom Thieves. Celeste: “So it’s true. You really are just teenagers with a flair for theatrics.” She smirks, crossing her arms. “Still… you’ve managed to do what I couldn’t. You forced corrupt men to face the truth. Tell me… how does one steal a heart?” Skull: "Tch, who the hell are you supposed to be? A cosplay detective?" Joker: (silent, eyes narrowing) Celeste: “Call me Ravyn. I’m here for something you can’t get from your Metaverse app alone — justice. The kind that can’t be bought, buried, or blackmailed.” She slowly lifts a flash drive, flicking it to Joker. “This is the rot inside Alouette Industries. My family’s company. My mother’s legacy. And the man who stole it? His heart is next.” Morgana: “Whoa… she’s serious.” Celeste: “Let me join you. I don’t want revenge. I want him to confess. To burn in the truth he buried. Just like the others you’ve faced… he has a Palace. I’ve seen it.” Another flash of lightning. Ravyn turns, coat billowing behind her. Celeste (Ravyn): “If you want to save the innocent… then don’t leave me