Fubuki quietly broke off the conversation as Jack took his time staring out at the city. There was no more to say- simple as that. The city was quite lively, though- definitely a far cry from her hometown. As the limousine she was in rolled up to the palace, Fubuki... Well, to be blunt she wasn't impressed. Period. It was thematically fitting, at least, but that's where her admiration stopped. She had tried doing some research on the host of the tournament, but to no avail. It unnerved her- how could someone so extravagant retain such a low profile, especially given his contacts with Industrial Illusions?

It felt wrong.

But her own inquiries would have to wait for a later time. The limo doors opened on their own, which, though strange, wasn't all that jarring. Jack had left first and extended his hand out to her.

"It's only fair to return his courtesy, if he's being so polite..." she mused to herself as she took hold of her luggage and, after a bit of hesitation, Jack's hand as she exited the limo. It was weird, given their initial meeting, but she wasn't about to show herself as an ungrateful individual this soon.

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Joseph stared in wonder as the limo pulled up to the Palace gates, wonder in his eyes at how extravagant the presentation was. There was no way he'd ever see something this big unless he was watching it on the TV. Seeing it in person just made it all the more amazing, honestly. As the limo pulled to a stop, Joseph took his luggage and stepped out of the limo, taking in a breath of fresh air as he waited for Kenta.

"Waitin' on you, man." he said, a bright smile drawn across his face as he eagerly waited for his new acquaintance to come along.