Rylan got dressed in a casual polo shirt and nice khaki pants, hoping everyone at least put some effort into their attire for the press conference. He didn't want the organization to seem unprofessional right out of the gate. The beginning of his professional hockey career started with this small conference. Anything he said or did would be remembered forever in the organization's inaugural season.<br/><br/>Rylan grabbed his keys on the kitchen counter and walked out into hallway of his apartment complex. He walked down to the stairs and into the garage with a smile as he looked at his Suzuki 996cc, replica Tron: Legacy Lightcycle bike, a major gift from his parents when he was drafted to the Chicago Blackhawks. The garage was mostly dark, with only light from the windows in the back of the small building. He started up the bike and the blue electroluminescent strips lit up the room with ease. Rylan gave a smile as he slipped down his jacket and then put his helmet, which lit up similar to the bike. He didn't feel like driving in his car, plus he liked when people pointed out the bike. He hit the garage button, sending the door up and out he went onto the road.<br/><br/>As Rylan arrived to the rink, he only saw a few cars, one that belonged to the rookie, Seth. Though, Rylan would admit Seth had a sweet car. He shut off his bike and pulled the keys from the ignition and walked into the rink, taking his helmet off in the process. He felt the cool temperature the building kept and couldn't help but smile as this was familiar sensation to him. He noticed a few workers were still setting up the conference area and decided it would be best to leave them to their work.<br/><br/>Rylan walked over to the newly renovated locker room, which would be the Pirates locker room no matter what. No other team, organization or event could use their locker. They had it all to themselves, which made the inaugural season even better. A large neon light of the Pirates' logo hung inside a glass case, illuminating the surrounding area. He smiled and walked into the dressing room part of the long locker room. He set his helmet in his stall and pulled off his jacket, looking around for Seth. He made his way over to his stall where all his equipment hung and sat down waiting for everyone else to show up.<span style="font-style: italic">He better not be messing around. Today isn't the best day to be messing around.</span><br/><br/>__________________<br/>Jace was beginning to worry about the babysitter he asked to look after Molly for him while he had to go to the press conference. He wondered whether she would be able to make it in time. He was dressed for the conference, but was just waiting for her to show up. He looked up at the clock on his wall in the living room, 9:30 AM.<br/><br/>"Man, I really hope Elycia can make it," Jace said. A moment later, a knock came at his door and Jace wondered how she did that. He hurried over to the door and opened it up to find a short girl with black hair and a cute smile. Jace gave her a look, but she just blew it off knowing he could never stay mad at her.<br/><br/>"You are so lucky I like you," Jace said with a smirk. He gave Molly a wave, though he doubted she was even paying attention to him right now. He knew Elycia spoiled Molly when she came over to watch her, which sometimes was bad, but often he didn't mind. He grabbed the keys to his car and gave Elycia a kiss on the cheek as a "thank you" for watching Molly. She blushed, but he didn't see it as he was already running down the hallway.<br/><br/>After a nerve-wracking 15 minutes driving to the rink, Jace wasn't sure if he would arrive on time. He hurried into the locker room and hung up his stuff in his dressing room stall. He noticed the captain of the Pirates, Rylan, sitting in the stall where his equipment hung. Jace gave him a nod of acknowledgement and moved to where his own stuff hung and sat down. He looked up at the details of the room and smiled knowing this was a good place to be.<br/><br/>__________________<br/>Vanellope arrived to the rink with 15 minutes until 10 AM and was wondering if she should walk into the room without one of the players. She didn't want to walk in like she owned the place because she definitely didn't. She leaned up against the wall to the locker room in her last minute outfit change. She decided that wearing a skirt was not going to cut it. She needed something cute to wear.<br/><br/>Finally, after 20 minutes of combing through her closet she found a pair of nice dark blue jeans and a deep gray cardigan with a Pirates' purple color blouse underneath. She wore some really cute boots that made her feet absolutely comfortable, but yet fashionable. She watched for anymore of the players or cheerleaders, hoping to walk in with them and no feel like a loner.