>>21281202>[Meanwhile, Kelly Omega prepares to do something insane: willingly enter the WWA Dojo.]Goddess above, why is this so much more difficult than she thought? She's been here before. Long before Spaghetti Doug bought the place, Omega knew of this gym. Well, not \*this* gym. The first one. The one that had been destroyed by... Tch. 'An old friend' is the phrase, she supposes. Then Romero had to go and build this one back up.
"(Deep breath, Omega. Fuck.)"
>[Omega heads inside expecting to be immediately bombarded by trainees and questions, if not security escorting her out -- hell, if not Romero or Maria or the thick Dojo chef themselves. But it's nobody.]Omega grabs the attention of someone finishing a workout and asks if they've seen Maaika Hoekstra, and she is directed to the kitchen.
This place really is... kinda great. The equipment is all new. There seems to be plenty of supplies, and the dressing room, showers and lockers are all looking new, and secluded to afford all the privacy that the GJPW Dojo of the early 2000s didn't. Omega knows the official line, 'Funded by the Royale coffers, upkept by private companies at the personal word of Priscilla Divine, maintained by a team of staff who water all the planets, keeps the equipment clean' -- blah blah blah, whatever. The point is, it was apparently working.
Following the directions given, Omega follows the corridor -- and there are dorms off the sides? Goddess above, this is luxury -- until the unmistakable smell of eggs comes from a room nearby. Kelly Omega enters the kitchen and finds Maaike Hoesktra in 'conversation' with the creature known only as LILLITH.
