Talon stopped as he stared at the building. It was two stories tall, almost a silvery color or pure white depending on how the light reflected off it. There were several windows along the outer walls and two main doors that lead to the entrance. Before the building there was something of a courtyard with a great fountain in the middle displaying the stone figures of a man and woman dancing. Along the edges were wooden benches and near the front end of the courtyard was two tall postor billboards standing on opposite ends that held the weeks events printed on the sheets. Nearer to the entrance on either side of the doors were colorful letters stacked verticaly, both reading DDR.
Talon blinked and shook his head. "Man I feel like such a bumpkin round here. Least in Chicago I knew what was goin on."
Tremor smirked. "Ya get used to it Talon." He then looked at Konemi. "So...Jen, Why ya wanna come here?"
Konemi stared at the building, her eyes fixed on the entrance. She barely awknowledged her two companions and it was as if the girl was locked in a trance. "To avenge my father."
She then began walking towards the entrance without a moments hesitation. Tremor looked at Talon. "Bit heavy ain't she?"
Talon sighed. "She needs to do this Tremor, nothing I can say will stop her."
Tremor nodded and the two followed Konemi to the entrance just a few steps behind. The inside of the DDR complex was even more outstanding then the outside. It seemed like dancers from all over the world had gathered, private and public as the main hall was packed with every concievable costume and every nationality. Konemi didn't waste any time as she proceeded to the front desk. Talon himself lingered. "Holy shit."
Tremor nodded. "Oh ya, you have to see it to believe it."
Talon nodded. "Well I believe it. Best dancers in the world."
"Every damn year. Prestige, power, but the big prize is the big share of energy reserves."
Talon smirked. "Not like we're ever gonna see any of it. Damn suits waste every ounce they get."
"Hmm. Well word is Patriarch built up enough reserves we might see a small percentage if we win this year."
"How much of a percentage?"
"About 0.06%"
Talon laughed. "Ya, that's if they don't decide to tempt a trip to space."
"Two words Talon. Nuclear Power."
Talon grinned. "They're insane."
They looked to where Konemi was at the Registration desk. The woman barely looked up as the girl aproached, continueing to record the entries into her computer and on paper.
"Name?"
"Jen Patriarch."
The woman dropped her pen and slowly looked up, attempting to confirm what she had just heard. Indeed standing before her was the daughter of Konami King, Louis Patriarch. Her voice shook as she tried to recover from the shock. "Alright...do you have a sponsor?"
Konemi hesitated. "Actually I..."
"That she does."
Konemi and the lady looked at Tremor, even Talon was surprised as Tremor put his card on the desk. "Courtosyof Brahma King Fish."
Talon looked at the man. "I didn't know you owned your own company."
Tremor winked, speaking softly to the boy. "Actually it's owned by my boss, although I'm ure investment in Jen Patriarch will pay off."
Talon smirked and the woman nodded, entering the sponser into the database. "Do you have your DC disc?"
Konemi shook herhead. "I need a new one."
"Alright you'll have to go upstairs to the qualification room. You'll also need authorization from a parent or legal guardian. Do you have a dance name?"
Konemi nodded. "It's Konemi."
The woman nodded and handed Konemi a sheet of paper. "Please get this signed and then proceed to the qualification room. You have one week until two hours before the contest to fully register. Good luck."
Talon blinked and shook his head. "Man I feel like such a bumpkin round here. Least in Chicago I knew what was goin on."
Tremor smirked. "Ya get used to it Talon." He then looked at Konemi. "So...Jen, Why ya wanna come here?"
Konemi stared at the building, her eyes fixed on the entrance. She barely awknowledged her two companions and it was as if the girl was locked in a trance. "To avenge my father."
She then began walking towards the entrance without a moments hesitation. Tremor looked at Talon. "Bit heavy ain't she?"
Talon sighed. "She needs to do this Tremor, nothing I can say will stop her."
Tremor nodded and the two followed Konemi to the entrance just a few steps behind. The inside of the DDR complex was even more outstanding then the outside. It seemed like dancers from all over the world had gathered, private and public as the main hall was packed with every concievable costume and every nationality. Konemi didn't waste any time as she proceeded to the front desk. Talon himself lingered. "Holy shit."
Tremor nodded. "Oh ya, you have to see it to believe it."
Talon nodded. "Well I believe it. Best dancers in the world."
"Every damn year. Prestige, power, but the big prize is the big share of energy reserves."
Talon smirked. "Not like we're ever gonna see any of it. Damn suits waste every ounce they get."
"Hmm. Well word is Patriarch built up enough reserves we might see a small percentage if we win this year."
"How much of a percentage?"
"About 0.06%"
Talon laughed. "Ya, that's if they don't decide to tempt a trip to space."
"Two words Talon. Nuclear Power."
Talon grinned. "They're insane."
They looked to where Konemi was at the Registration desk. The woman barely looked up as the girl aproached, continueing to record the entries into her computer and on paper.
"Name?"
"Jen Patriarch."
The woman dropped her pen and slowly looked up, attempting to confirm what she had just heard. Indeed standing before her was the daughter of Konami King, Louis Patriarch. Her voice shook as she tried to recover from the shock. "Alright...do you have a sponsor?"
Konemi hesitated. "Actually I..."
"That she does."
Konemi and the lady looked at Tremor, even Talon was surprised as Tremor put his card on the desk. "Courtosyof Brahma King Fish."
Talon looked at the man. "I didn't know you owned your own company."
Tremor winked, speaking softly to the boy. "Actually it's owned by my boss, although I'm ure investment in Jen Patriarch will pay off."
Talon smirked and the woman nodded, entering the sponser into the database. "Do you have your DC disc?"
Konemi shook herhead. "I need a new one."
"Alright you'll have to go upstairs to the qualification room. You'll also need authorization from a parent or legal guardian. Do you have a dance name?"
Konemi nodded. "It's Konemi."
The woman nodded and handed Konemi a sheet of paper. "Please get this signed and then proceed to the qualification room. You have one week until two hours before the contest to fully register. Good luck."
