[B]Houkoushi Koutaigo (皇太后 蜂光子 [i]Koutaigo Houkoushi[/i])[/B]

A limousine was a pretty swanky ride. Of all the cars she'd expected to be picked up by when she'd ditched the longass train ride, a limo hadn't even crossed her mind. Sure, the Digimon guys seemed like bigwig rich corporation dudes, but you usually didn't usually connect a game company to fancy expensive cars. She'd even never actually seen a limo before in real life, only on television whenever her pops checked out some entertainment show. They were supposed to carry around celebs, not pick up a girl like her from the station because of some video game promotion thing.

Houkoushi gently squished the padded leather seating.

It was pretty awesome. Wasn't everyday she got to chill in such a fancy ride.

The car turned a corner, slowing down as it parked in front of the company. An impressed "oooh" left the girl's mouth as she gazed out of the windows at the sight. She still wasn't sure why she'd been picked for this promotional thingie (and she wasn't super enthused about it all), nor did she really dig the ten hour trip from Nagasaki all the way to the capital, but the sights were definitely great. Houkoushi knew that Tokyo was a pretty big city, but even when compared to her native metropolis, it was [i]big[/i].

She opened the door with a click, huffing quietly as she heaved out her sports bag (containing her uniform, some clean clothes and other assorted sports gear) and hockey stick from where they had been sitting next to her. It'd been a rush getting to the station from her hockey game because of the time it'd take to get to Tokyo, so she needed to bring the stuff along. And because Ma and Pa threw a lot of extra stuff at her to bring all the way down to Kanto.

And for video games, too!

Shoulda brought her bro along. Kid loved Digimon.

The fifteen year old girl rapidly blinked out the sunlight, silvery eyes adjusting to the outside after so long.

So that was the chief of the D-Connect shebang in the suit then? And the foreign woman ... probably his assistant yeah. Her gaze swept over the others who'd arrived. They all looked way older than her. So even high schoolers or adults played with this Digimon game thing too? Wow, she knew it was big, but getting exposed to it made it seem more real. There was a handsome guy, a foreign-looking dude with a wack hairstyle, and an older girl in a pink sweater and a backpack. A real childish backpack. Man, talk about elementary school aesthetics.

"[color=a98307]Ey there fellas,[/color]" she said with a smile. "[color=a98307]Howzit hangin'?[/color]"

Her tone was lilting, and very, very clearly accented.