Leaves crunched underneath Zachary's feet as he looked around the room. The once proud, highly healthy forest that had once been Zorlo's room had wilted and gone into a state to autumn. The ice mage had forgotten that, with its Master dead, the room had no source of energy to maintain a constant state of being alive. Without Zorlo, his room was liable for all the seasons as well.

The Replicator entered the green haired man's cabin. The monkeys had clearly been here recently. Papers were scattered all over the fencer's desk, and the rest of his stuff was in chaos. The sorcerer walked forwards, only looking for something he had forgotten to take earlier. After all, if he hadn't forgotten it the first time, he wouldn't have had to return.

Between all of the random notes about people, the ice mage continued searching for one person of relatively interest. Someone he had met months ago. A woman with beautiful armor. After her battle with a man who Zachary found himself incapable of remembering, Zorlo had said something interesting.

"She has amazing latent potential of some kind... its just hidden under that armor of hers... That armor is hiding her true potential. I hope to find a chance properly test what I sense."

"Well Z, you didn't have a chance, but I'm gonna take up that job then," Zachary said as he picked up a sheet that had been marked for "Emile Velos". "Good, I've found her, now then... I need someone to test her, since I need to help Monroe," Zachary said as he ruffled through pages on the table. "I think I'll try my hand at fate!" the red haired warrior said as he reached out and grabbed a sheet.

Zachary smiled as he looked at the name. "Arin, huh?" he asked as he headed back off to write up a letter. He'd contact this Arin person. Perhaps he'd be worthy of fighting Emile.

o=)-------------- Where Emile is --------------(=o

It had been at least three months since the tournament in Tybalt. Since then, Emile had found it hard to fight in Roller Battle. After all, everyone there was so weak... and she wanted to be strong. What she had learned from her experience in Tybalt was that to become strong, one had to fight strong people. But... no one here was anything like the crazy people she'd met in Tybalt...

The purple haired woman stood up and continued to walk around the park. After all, she found herself wearing her armor, skating around the park tonight. It helped her clear her mind and to relax when she wasn't trying to work on her spear skills. After all, if nothing else, she would get good with her weapon. After all, as she had learned, her armor could be destroyed, no matter how hard she fought.

"One day... I'll find a way to be as strong as those people are. I'll prove to them... and to me... that I'm every bit more powerful than a normal person! After all, I've got technology on my side. By making newer and stronger armors, eventually I can fill the gaps in our power. One day."

With that, Emile continued to skate around the park, clearing her mind in the only way she knew how.

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Much thanks to Silver for the sweet UBW Sig. ^_^ R.I.P D.o.C. (11/15/1992-1/5/2008)
Zorlo , Zachary Leos, Monroe Vossler, Emile Velos, Luca
I have no regrets, this is my only path.
My whole life was "Unlimited Blade Works."