Whew! I now have a greater apreciation for Konemi and all those DDR Maniacs out there! I'm not kiddin you people are amazing! looks at the songs and fast.
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It was pure disbelief as Konemi stepped forward to fight. She wore her plaid beret like always, along with her platform black shoes. Her attire was different and she wore a short plaid short with jean shorts. She began to approach the stage when Talon stepped before her.
"Konemi what the hell are you doing?"
"I'm helping."
Talon slapped his forhead. "Konemi you can't help. You don't even know how to dance. This guy will kill you. That's why he's called the Reaper."
"I can't pretend anymore."
With that she turned away from Talon and stepped onto the stage, holding the combat disc up for all to see. "I will defend for Black Falcon."
Genma the Reaper looked down at Konemi and nodded. "Then so be it."
Hunter stepped forward, presenting Konemi a visor. "Good luck kid, my business depends on you."
Konemi reached out to grab the visor, which was immediatly knocked to the ground by Inferno. "This is against the rules! She's not even registered! That Disc is fake!"
The Reaper took the disc from Konemi and examined it. "It's real, and according to the rules a challenger has the right to accept or decline defenders depending on the circumstances. I therefore accept."
Legolas handed Konemi a new visor and she turned to The Reaper. "According to the rulebook, as a new fighter I also have the right to choose the conditions. If I loose, Black Falcon must leave. If I win, everyone can stay. The match will be defeat one, acceptance to the victor. I'm also allowed to choose the song if I'm not mistaken."
The Reaper nodded. "Of course. Go right ahead."
"Then I choose Moonlight Shadow. Individual squares."
The Reaper nodded and they both attached their visors and inserted the combat discs. Their hands moved across the monitors as they selected the battle and conditions. Talon groaned. "What is she doing? She could get hurt."
Nick continued watching the two. "She's very smart."
Talon looked at Nick. "What?"
The music began as the arrows started to climb to their marks. With flare The Reaper removed his cloak and cast it aside, the two dancers began. Konemi's movements were slow as she followed the keys. As the song climbed her arms moved like a breeze. She stepped forward, her arm moving with her foot, her right foot stepped in back and she was now positioned sideways on her square, her neck moved back like she was feeling the sun on her body. Her right foot then moved to the east square and her head was brought down. Her feet moved slightly faster as the music gathered emotion but refused to jerk, continueing slow smooth movements. hen the music reached it's peak her feet touched the east and west squares. The singing started and then her feet really began to move.
Shenlong nodded. "Clever. She chose a slow song."
Chem pouted. "That's not slow."
"The song and feet are moving at two different speeds. It's easier to go with fast movement. When it's slow you really have to concentrate on how you're going to move. Gentle beat tends to be more difficult in DC for this reason."
Inferno folded his arms. "She can't beat him. The Reaper is still the best."
Shenlong nodded. "Yes, but he's known best for his fast dance."
Her feet moved quickly, still keeping them from jerking, never interupting her flow. All her passion and emotion was channeled into every single move she made. She never faced the same direction for very long and her feet moved up and down, back and forth as her body continued to flow. Her body moved to face sout to the crowd as her feet touched east and west at the same time, her hands climbed and then her back arched back before her feet moved again. Her hands relaxed down and she still continued to dance with every ounce of passion in her blood.
Nick continued to watch the girl dance in interest. "I recognize the style."
Hawk looked at Nick. "How? You've never seen it before."
"Her style isn't all that different from the Konami King."
"What?"
The Reaper was doing a very good job considering this was not his specialty. He chose more cotting motions as his hands moved like he was parting water. He faced the same direction for long periods oftimewhich in no way was to be mistaken for lack of skill. The Reaper was dancing andhe was dancing well. Every move was calculated with precision and his skill radiated through the entire room. This man was truly a professional.
As the song died down Konemi slowly raised her arm until when the music had stopped her right arm had paused staight above while her head was bowed slightly to the left. The Reaper just stopped where he was and bowed his head.
The crowd was in an uproar of shouts and cheers. The scores climbed higher then ever on the monitors, calculating moves, brainwaves, steps, beat and audience approval. In the end Konemi had beaten The Reaper in score by 50 points. Black Falcon was screaming throughout The Dance Rave in celebration. Talon himself looked like he couldn't get his jaw off the ground.
"Holy shit!"
Konemi looked up at the score and removed her visor, turning around. The Black Falcons were cheering, others were disapointed, joyous. She looked over at Hunter who didn't seem to be relaying any emotion at all but gave her a thumbs up. She turned to Genma who gave her a nod of approval before he was swamped by many of his admirorors. It was then Konemi noticed that she was also in the presence of many ready to praise her. Not wanting to face the crowd she stepped down from the stage and shoved the visor into Linux's hands, weaving her way through the crowd and escaping out the door.
Shenlong nodded. "It's her."
Inferno looked at his partner. "Who?"
"Only one person."
Talon looked around, getting over his shock to search for Konemi. He had to stand on his toes as he searched themob, looking for the distinctive plaid beret that the young girl always wore. He found it, just as it was slipping out the door. Immediatly Talon moved to follow, pushing his way through the crowd in desperation to follow.
He made it out in time just to see the girl running down the street. Talon hurried to pusue, calling her name.
"Konemi! Wait!"
Konemi stopped in her tracks and looked back, turning around. She stood and waited as Talon cought up, then bent over to catch his breath before he looked up at her again. "It's you isn't it?"
Konemi shook her head and took a step back. "You're mistaken."
"I'm not, I know it. Louis Patriarch had a daughter. You're her arn't you? You're Jen Patriarch."
"No! That's a lie!"
"Can't believe I didn't see it before. Louis Patriarch's dance title was The Konami King. No wonder you're name was so familiar."
Konemi continued to shake her head, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Stop it! You're wrong! YOU'RE ALL WRONG!!"
Konemi was sobbing now as she screamed at Talon. She backed away her fists clenched as all the anger and pain she had been holding in was released like a flood, unrelenting as it fell down on Talon. Talon could only just stare in shock as the girl's anguish was released on him. He didn't know what to think, she was always so calm, how could this upset her so much?
"Jeni?"
Konemi was beyond reason as her tears fell, unable to think clearly through the hurt that so willingly overtook her. "Don't call me that! You have no right! Only my father calls me that!"
Her knees weakened as she finally collapsed on the street sobbing, her voice already hoarse from screaming. Her cheeks were red and her eyes hurt from the salt tears that ran from her face and dropped into puddles from her chin. Talon stood looking down at Konemi, unable to speak for a long time, unsure of what to do. He just watched as she let everything out, tears that she had obviously been holding back for a very long time. Finally he bent down, dropping to his knees next to her. His hands reached out as he hesitantly put his arm around her. Konemi leaned into the body, desperate for something to cling to and Talon complied by drawing her in, letting Konemi's tears soak into his shoulder as she drew breath between choking sobs.
"I lied, I lied to everyone."
Talon began rubbing her back, offering comfort. "It doesn't matter, No one's upset, you're alright."
"I'm sorry."
Konemi burried her head deeper near Talon's chest as she continued shedding tears. They just sat there on the street together as Talon comforted his friend.
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It was pure disbelief as Konemi stepped forward to fight. She wore her plaid beret like always, along with her platform black shoes. Her attire was different and she wore a short plaid short with jean shorts. She began to approach the stage when Talon stepped before her.
"Konemi what the hell are you doing?"
"I'm helping."
Talon slapped his forhead. "Konemi you can't help. You don't even know how to dance. This guy will kill you. That's why he's called the Reaper."
"I can't pretend anymore."
With that she turned away from Talon and stepped onto the stage, holding the combat disc up for all to see. "I will defend for Black Falcon."
Genma the Reaper looked down at Konemi and nodded. "Then so be it."
Hunter stepped forward, presenting Konemi a visor. "Good luck kid, my business depends on you."
Konemi reached out to grab the visor, which was immediatly knocked to the ground by Inferno. "This is against the rules! She's not even registered! That Disc is fake!"
The Reaper took the disc from Konemi and examined it. "It's real, and according to the rules a challenger has the right to accept or decline defenders depending on the circumstances. I therefore accept."
Legolas handed Konemi a new visor and she turned to The Reaper. "According to the rulebook, as a new fighter I also have the right to choose the conditions. If I loose, Black Falcon must leave. If I win, everyone can stay. The match will be defeat one, acceptance to the victor. I'm also allowed to choose the song if I'm not mistaken."
The Reaper nodded. "Of course. Go right ahead."
"Then I choose Moonlight Shadow. Individual squares."
The Reaper nodded and they both attached their visors and inserted the combat discs. Their hands moved across the monitors as they selected the battle and conditions. Talon groaned. "What is she doing? She could get hurt."
Nick continued watching the two. "She's very smart."
Talon looked at Nick. "What?"
The music began as the arrows started to climb to their marks. With flare The Reaper removed his cloak and cast it aside, the two dancers began. Konemi's movements were slow as she followed the keys. As the song climbed her arms moved like a breeze. She stepped forward, her arm moving with her foot, her right foot stepped in back and she was now positioned sideways on her square, her neck moved back like she was feeling the sun on her body. Her right foot then moved to the east square and her head was brought down. Her feet moved slightly faster as the music gathered emotion but refused to jerk, continueing slow smooth movements. hen the music reached it's peak her feet touched the east and west squares. The singing started and then her feet really began to move.
Shenlong nodded. "Clever. She chose a slow song."
Chem pouted. "That's not slow."
"The song and feet are moving at two different speeds. It's easier to go with fast movement. When it's slow you really have to concentrate on how you're going to move. Gentle beat tends to be more difficult in DC for this reason."
Inferno folded his arms. "She can't beat him. The Reaper is still the best."
Shenlong nodded. "Yes, but he's known best for his fast dance."
Her feet moved quickly, still keeping them from jerking, never interupting her flow. All her passion and emotion was channeled into every single move she made. She never faced the same direction for very long and her feet moved up and down, back and forth as her body continued to flow. Her body moved to face sout to the crowd as her feet touched east and west at the same time, her hands climbed and then her back arched back before her feet moved again. Her hands relaxed down and she still continued to dance with every ounce of passion in her blood.
Nick continued to watch the girl dance in interest. "I recognize the style."
Hawk looked at Nick. "How? You've never seen it before."
"Her style isn't all that different from the Konami King."
"What?"
The Reaper was doing a very good job considering this was not his specialty. He chose more cotting motions as his hands moved like he was parting water. He faced the same direction for long periods oftimewhich in no way was to be mistaken for lack of skill. The Reaper was dancing andhe was dancing well. Every move was calculated with precision and his skill radiated through the entire room. This man was truly a professional.
As the song died down Konemi slowly raised her arm until when the music had stopped her right arm had paused staight above while her head was bowed slightly to the left. The Reaper just stopped where he was and bowed his head.
The crowd was in an uproar of shouts and cheers. The scores climbed higher then ever on the monitors, calculating moves, brainwaves, steps, beat and audience approval. In the end Konemi had beaten The Reaper in score by 50 points. Black Falcon was screaming throughout The Dance Rave in celebration. Talon himself looked like he couldn't get his jaw off the ground.
"Holy shit!"
Konemi looked up at the score and removed her visor, turning around. The Black Falcons were cheering, others were disapointed, joyous. She looked over at Hunter who didn't seem to be relaying any emotion at all but gave her a thumbs up. She turned to Genma who gave her a nod of approval before he was swamped by many of his admirorors. It was then Konemi noticed that she was also in the presence of many ready to praise her. Not wanting to face the crowd she stepped down from the stage and shoved the visor into Linux's hands, weaving her way through the crowd and escaping out the door.
Shenlong nodded. "It's her."
Inferno looked at his partner. "Who?"
"Only one person."
Talon looked around, getting over his shock to search for Konemi. He had to stand on his toes as he searched themob, looking for the distinctive plaid beret that the young girl always wore. He found it, just as it was slipping out the door. Immediatly Talon moved to follow, pushing his way through the crowd in desperation to follow.
He made it out in time just to see the girl running down the street. Talon hurried to pusue, calling her name.
"Konemi! Wait!"
Konemi stopped in her tracks and looked back, turning around. She stood and waited as Talon cought up, then bent over to catch his breath before he looked up at her again. "It's you isn't it?"
Konemi shook her head and took a step back. "You're mistaken."
"I'm not, I know it. Louis Patriarch had a daughter. You're her arn't you? You're Jen Patriarch."
"No! That's a lie!"
"Can't believe I didn't see it before. Louis Patriarch's dance title was The Konami King. No wonder you're name was so familiar."
Konemi continued to shake her head, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Stop it! You're wrong! YOU'RE ALL WRONG!!"
Konemi was sobbing now as she screamed at Talon. She backed away her fists clenched as all the anger and pain she had been holding in was released like a flood, unrelenting as it fell down on Talon. Talon could only just stare in shock as the girl's anguish was released on him. He didn't know what to think, she was always so calm, how could this upset her so much?
"Jeni?"
Konemi was beyond reason as her tears fell, unable to think clearly through the hurt that so willingly overtook her. "Don't call me that! You have no right! Only my father calls me that!"
Her knees weakened as she finally collapsed on the street sobbing, her voice already hoarse from screaming. Her cheeks were red and her eyes hurt from the salt tears that ran from her face and dropped into puddles from her chin. Talon stood looking down at Konemi, unable to speak for a long time, unsure of what to do. He just watched as she let everything out, tears that she had obviously been holding back for a very long time. Finally he bent down, dropping to his knees next to her. His hands reached out as he hesitantly put his arm around her. Konemi leaned into the body, desperate for something to cling to and Talon complied by drawing her in, letting Konemi's tears soak into his shoulder as she drew breath between choking sobs.
"I lied, I lied to everyone."
Talon began rubbing her back, offering comfort. "It doesn't matter, No one's upset, you're alright."
"I'm sorry."
Konemi burried her head deeper near Talon's chest as she continued shedding tears. They just sat there on the street together as Talon comforted his friend.
