<span style="font-weight: bold">Ryuko looked up. You could see smudges of dirt on his face yet other than that he was fairly clean. And then he looked away after rolling his eyes as well. His actions spoke...rich jerk. Looking down on me because I'm street. Three hours later he was on the outdoor stage in the center of the park. There was a Drum Off Street Style Competition going on there. It was filmed but only those looking on music networks would see it. Semi-finals comes and it is down to him and two others. Then it becomes just him and last years Street Drummer King. This was a slightly less than legal competition which is why it went down late in the night. He begins to play. And sings softly. Just loud enough to hear the beat. His head bobbing as he plays. He however was blissfully unaware that the three brother's were able to see it. Not knowing they were half assedly searching for a replacement drummer. Hell he didn't know or even care who they were. He just needed this money that was the prize for the winner...so he could eat for a couple of weeks. The competition continued on. And he left. But he left the champion. He hurried off into the darkness. His face seen on the internet and suddenly shows up on Daggers computer. A feature on his laptop of news flashes. ~Street Drum Off Won By New Champion. Last Year's Champ Is Toast~ *Shows picture of Ryuko*</span><br/><br/>Miho looks at him. "Err...what about the street dancers?" he asks. "You know the Dance Gigs?" he asks. Then looks at him. "I'll go and try and cool the heat some." he opens the limo door. Jumping out the car. Rolling a bit. Running to their home yelling over his shoulder. "FIND THE TWO PEOPLE YOU NEED TO LOCATE!!!!!!!!!!" his words echo as he appears at their house. Knocking in that rapid impatient way only he did. He runs inside once the door is open. "Hello. Evening Ma'am. Laura in? I wish to talk to her. I had nuthin to do with that talk show they went on."<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Jarelis was backflipping and lands in front of the limo. Freestyling and chorographing both at the same time. Busting moves that would be the envy of any and all dancer's and chorographer's. The music you hear playing was their own. Music by Bloodsbane. He was making moves that fit their song easily and beautifully. He continues. Hip hopping and dancing using his hand and fingers. Bending in an arch and flexibly bends up onto his feet. He didn't see the limo coming. So lost in the groove was he. The limo skidded to a stop and even then he didn't notice until the song was over. He blinks and stares at the limo. "Well damn! Wouldn't that have been fucked up?!" he calls out to his buddy. "Run over while street dancin. Well...no cryin over spilt milk." he says. Laughing as if it was just a game. He hits the hood of the limo. "Hey limo driver. Let me show you some new moves." he says. And starts to dance upon the limo. Busting moves as he break dances on the hood before flipping into the air. Spiraling and flips. Landing on the ground. Laughing as if it was just a game.</span>