Adam opens  the trunk and  gets  his bag out, slinging it over his shoulder,..Good Idea to  show up at the club, once  in a while..Amota's  like the family thing..I'm thinking that's  why i am here..They Hired Sims....we  and Yuto beat his  team in the DIII divison semi finals..he remebered that..so i got the call to go to Japan...then? when i was in CFL...Sims  called my agent..after the Amota's signed him to coach...Nothing happens  by accident  with them...Like  Kat? Who knows  why they signed a woman Kicker..But you can bet she is good..Amota  doesn't  do stuff just to grabbed the headlines...now...mind you...if he has  something good..he'll make sure  it grabs the headlines..

 He chuckles  and Unlocks the Door,Spartan furnishing...You have  two beds up stairs...a couch  and chair  like these.. TV.. with   the Super Cable bundle...we share the Kitchen,  and its  down  here...the stairs  leading Up to  your  apartment, is  right by the entrance to the kitchen...Its  stocked..sorta.. there is hotdogs,  soda,  and  some beer, though i got that for folks who want it..i try to stay away from it...there's Milk,. i have  stuff for salads, lots of frozen  dinners for  quick stuff, and the cupbards have  alot of stuff...so? Help yourself.

Kat hadn't bothered to stick around the practice field much beyond the kid coming over and pointing out what Adam had said. However, with the team in transition as much as it was, Kat was on the fence about getting tight with people. She'd won the kicking job, but there were so many who'd left.

She stretched as she closed her locker, having changed into fitting blue jeans and a stylized ladies' Dragons' jersey. She'd let her hair down and applied some makeup, figuring it would be best to put forth a good public face.

She wheeled her car towards the gated community, seeing the other group make their way towards the townhouses and unlocked her own, throwing her practice bag down. She took a deep breath and smiled, reminding herself that it might benefit her a bit to be friendly. She'd earned the moniker of "Ice Queen" for being cold on the field...not off of it. She sighed and made her way outside to her front steps. Sitting there for a bit, waiting to see what everyone else was planning to do.

"Great," said Ben, having a look around and dumping his gear upstairs.

"Do you want to eat before we go out? I can do some burgers and salad if you like. Or would you prefer some pasta?"

Ben enjoyed cooking. Nothing fancy, just healthy fresh stuff, but he liked fending for himself.

Bethany was dropped off near her place, and she gave Adam a nod.  "If you don't hear from me in half an hour, assume I found my way over there in some other way," Bethany said to the man.  "Thanks for the lift".  Her bags in tow, she made her way over to her new place, at least for the time being.  She spotted Kat out on the front steps.  She made a casual wave to Kat and spoke as she approached.

"Hi there.  I'm Bethany.  They said I'd be sharing the space with you," she said to Kat.  She assumed that was Kat, but that wasn't really hard to guess.  There weren't a lot of women on the team.  She offered Kat a free hand.

Kat looked up as Bethany approached and greeted her. She gave the newcomer a small smile and firmly took the woman's hand. She had a strong grip. Kat approved.

"Pleasure to meet you, and that sounds about right. There's only a few of us who are players."

She chuckled and looked out into the community.

"You're in for the long haul, right?"
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"That's the plan," Bethany responded to Kat, releasing the woman's hand.  "Though we haven't had full day of practice yet.  It took awhile to get used to the difference between high school and college ball, so it'll probably take a couple practices to get used to this jump," the woman added.  "But, I've got no intent on going anywhere if I can avoid it".

The woman shifted her bag over to her left shoulder.  "You said only a few.  There others on the team currently who are women?" she asked.  She hadn't heard of any currently playing, but she could be wrong.

Once Lucas had been dropped off at his place, he made a quick walk through and decided that the upper level suited his needs versus the lower level.  Being one who kept to himself for the most part, he'd build an entertainment unit so that way whoever lived on the first floor could have the living room for themselves.

He took a quick shower, dressed in a black dress shirt and matching soft cotton slacks.  His simple dress shoes he slipped into rather easily as he made his way out the front door to get a walk around and feel for the place.  One thing he already noticed...not too many shabby looking females for him to look at either.  With the warmer weather...also came a lot of scantily clad bodies.  His trip here seemed as if it would be better than working at the factory in town.

  Adam shook his head, Nope, Gonna  eat at the club, we'll be eating more dinners  and such here then we care to think about in the future, might  as well  get someone else to cook.

  Changing to  a differant Pull over  collared  shit, this one Dragon Green, and a pair  of  jeans  with white sneakers. He looked at the clock, Got a few hours....

  He Opened   a folded  and looked over the  Dics, popping one In, he pulled a set of Notbooks ( most look well worn) from the  cabnet and click the Video as he watched, ..This  guy is Gearhart...old Jag...didn't seem tom likie the  way the Dragons were going...he and I had a few run-ins..see here?  He is slow  coming out of his cuts.... and there?..any ball over his ehad, he reaches for..but he is peeking for the saftey...Cost Steele two pics, because  balls went through his hand  and the saftey was waiting on it.... Sims  Traded him to the Cowboys  for a 4th round choice...I wouldn't have given any more the a 6th....

 The Dics  Adam had  was  all the Old  Jag Recievers..he made nots  on which team ...if any...they were playing on now...This Guy?  The Tall Black guy?  La Roi Givens...2nd  round pick 2 years ago...bad  hands...doesn't like to go over the Middle...and  Blocks  like  a school girl...the only reson he's  still on the team...at least, that i can figure..is  he is  6'5"..he is starting to come along..but...I dunno...we get another tall reciever  who can catch?  he's gone....

"All right, then."

Ben settled to watch Adam's films, listening in fascination to his commentary.

"You know a lot about the people... me, I've studied techniques, the game, but not so much individual players."

  Adam Nods, read a book when i was a  Kid..Jhonny Sampole of the New York Jets..confessions of a Dirt Ballplayer....he made a log  of every wide reciever he played against....I take it one step further...I added WRs  to  my DBs... In case i get to play the other side of the ball , like I did for BC...besides...You can't hide anything in the films...if you try, you'er not  playing your best...You see the Things  guys  like Gearhart and Givens  do wrong...you see  some of the better players, what they do right..and you try to add that to your game..I have disc with the  good ones on...Rice, LArgent, Alwoth, Maynard...can learn alot just by watching...like..something as simple  as Dropping your inside shoulder whne you slant in, tso the DB  cvan't  get his hands into your chest..that can get you another  foot or so speration..and a foot in The NFL is  like  a mile...well...if your  QB  can sling  it in there....

Ben nodded.

"Well, I'm always eager to learn more..."

  He pops  out that Vid, and  selects the  One entilted #1s...he hits  the search and the scenes  go by very quickly,  but  Adam stops at one..backs  up a few  frames  and  runs it in slow,Ben Sees  a  tall reciever witha Powerblue Jeresy on, the number 19. The Man  Glides through the Middle, Leaping High to pull balls  down, taking  hits , yet just Goes back to the Huddle, no matter how  good the hit, no matter how great the catch,..Lance Alworth.. If the Jets  could  have had him with Namath?  TGhey would have   won more then one Superbowl.... His concentration is off the charts....I can do that...I can jump  as High as I can. but his height and reach is out of  my league...and? I can't keep my mouth shut..'course...it helps that i do it all the time....its when you change  what you do..that the defense  picks up, that they are getting into your head...

 He searches   some More. an Number  80 ina seahawk's  Uniform was catching the ball...this Guy? ran the routes to the inch!..But the main thing...he was a blocker as well as a Reciever..and he had a Long Memory..see this PLay...Atwater knocks him out of the  game with a late hit..celebtated..the whole thing..now..watch this clip...this is a few weeks later, when they played Denver again...  Atwater intercepted a Seahawks' pass then tried to wind his  way through the Offense  for a return...as he neared the sideline..a Jersey with the Number 80 Flashed across the street, delivering a Vicious  hit, that sent  Atwater  into the  players and Tables...Atwater missed the rest of the  game. Bronk Grinned,..had to do that in my first practice here...But its worth your weight in respect...if you can take a hjit  without  whining...and  can Give a hit  without dancing? They know you'er for real...

 Looking up at the clock, he says,well?  about that time...no one else  has called  yet, we'll wait  another 5 mimutes and then go,

"Fascinating..." It's clear Ben is not being polite. Next best thing to playing 'ball is studying it... :)

"I'll just get ready then," said Ben. He went upstairs and found a plain dark blue dress shirt and a pair of dark blue jeans. Black shoes, and a linen jacket. He checked he'd got his wallet, then came back down.

"Ready when you are."

Kat smiled at the woman's answer.

"Good, we're going to need all the help we can get. And it won't hurt to have another lady to share the experience with."

Kat stretched lithely as Bethany asked about any other female players. Kat shrugged.

"We had a QB show up to try-outs in the spring. Feisty girl by the name of Joanna Black. She was alright, but her golden arm wasn't NFL caliber. She didn't make the cut. Which is why I asked if you intended to be around longer. No offense meant."

Kat shrugged, she was done walking a tight rope when it came to people.

"So what's the plan for tonight then?"

"None taken.  Takes more than that to offend me," Bethany responded to the woman's question.  "Suppose that's up to me and how the coaches view me though, so we'll see what the preseason brings," she added casually.  A nod was given with regards to the quarterback.  Someone who was here, but gone now.

"Plan is for this club.  Rising Son I think was the name of it.  I've got to get changed for the place, from what I understand.  I don't suppose I can get a ride from you if you're planning on going tonight?" the woman questioned.  "I'm still trying to figure out where everything is around here".

  Adam relucantly, shuts  down the TV  and  carefully puts the dics and  notebooks away...Off we go then, If  any one calls my cell, I'll come back for them...

 They leave the   Townhouse  and hop in the Neon, Driving down  and out the   Stadium parking lot, a mile or  so down the road. The  Club  wasn't hard to see. a Lareg  red Building with  half of a yellow sun on the roof.curving around the sun was the word  'rising'...and in the Sun was the word 'son'.

 On front of the Building , was the stlized Dragon, like the one on the Helmets of the players.

>>>> Rising Son

Celeste took a jog from the stadium to the place she would be calling home from this point forward.  It was better than some of the more costlier condo's in town, plus, you could decorate it in your own style in a sophisticated manner that is.

As she made her way around she seen Adam and Ben make their way to his car and even a couple more of the players hanging out on the front porch.  She gave them a friendly nod as she approached her own stoop.

  Adam stoped at he dar door, Going to the club tonight?  I don't think Alexia  is gonna be there..saw her  drive off in a limo not long after  we started thorwing around...

Having showered and changed, he took one last look around the crib taking in a few more mental notes.  He walked out the door and looked up and down the street seeing who was here and who'd already left.  He seen the two he'd rode in with and nodded when they past.  Looking up the street, he noticed the female from earlier and another.

Two females on the squad, he thought to himself.  Interesting.

Deciding it was a good evening to walk, he made his way in the direction to pass the females chatting on the steps and then onward to the restaurant.

"I wasn't planning on going anywhere special, but if you want to go, I'll gladly accompany...and drive."

Kat looked down at her rather spiffed out attire, and then whirled her car keys in her hand. Truth was, she had been planning on getting out and about in the city, but now she had some place specific to go.

Could be fun? She smiled at Bethany.

"I'll wait here while you get ready. It's a very nice evening."

"Thanks.  I won't take too long.  Give me twenty minutes," Bethany said.  She then went inside and set her bag down in whichever bedroom wasn't occupied before she went through it.  She found herself a pair of nice khaki pants and a black sleeveless turtleneck.  She set the clothing out and proceeded to take a quick shower before she got dressed and applied some light makeup.

Once she finished, she returned with a small black purse slung over her shoulder.  She'd also let her hair down a little bit more, though her hair wasn't that long, all things considered.  "Ready when you are," she said to Katelyn.

Kat grinned as Bethany re-emerged from the house. She gave a yank to the front door, making sure it was locked before unlocking her Mustang with a chirp. She winked at Bethany before hopping into the driver's seat, and blasting music as she pulled out of the driveway.

They were on their way to the Rising Son!

(Kat to the Rising Son as the driver ;) )

Bethany slid into the passenger side seat and buckled up before they rode off to the Rising Son.

(Bethany to Rising Son)

Having opened up the door, made herself at home and showered to get dressed for the evening, Celeste left her house and made her way in a nice satin blue dress and heels to the club.  She wasn't trying to impress any one or sway eyes, but this was the only nice not uniformish outfit that she didn't have.  She'd have to thank her mother for packing her suitcase later.

>>Towards Rising Sun

Lucas had made a good trek around the campus and began to head down the street towards the restaurant that Adam spoke of.  Lucas recalled seeing it on his way here.

He was anxious as to who he would be seeing once he arrived.

>towards Rising Sun

OOC I edited the post.  my bad.