Welcome to Gaia! ::

As the name obviously implies, this is a sword shop...and the best one in the entire city, mind you! This shop boasts a literally unlimited amount of blades which, the owner says, are all customized and hand-crafted through the art of Tracing. Highly skilled swordsmen and weak-kneed novices alike flock to this store on a daily basis in order to find a weapon that "feels right" for them. The store's owner is a handsome, silver-haired man in red garb who has a lot of secrets, which is probably the reason why you can see a lot of female warriors hanging around in his shop every single day.

"First time I've even seen a sword in person.." Stephen looked about just as awestruck as Sorce was. He resisted the urge to pick one up and swing it about, this wasnt a good time. Then he drifted towards the back of the store.

"They have shields too." He smiled feeling one "You thinking about using a sword, Marionne?"

"Yeah..I suppose you're right." He mumbled rubbing his chin, as he looked at a few daggers. It looked more like a small mischetti[xD such bad spelling] more than a dagger, and when the boy picked it up it wasnt the lightest of things.

"Hm?..I think I might get this one.." He held the blade and felt its tip. "Not to use though, probably just to beable to say 'I got a dagger from another dimension', sharp pointy weapons and the force that pulls things towards you dont work too well together."

"And that's superfluous.." Stephen nodded looking at the amount of weapons he was holding. "Im not a combat mage like you, Umi, and Rozarin..and it really isnt that serio-" He was cut off by the weight of a large sword being put into his arms.

"What's the point in wasting money on something you'll never use?" Then again he wasnt planning on using that dagger either. And..he was allready getting numerous plots and devious strategies involving the use of a blade. After that fight with Rozarin, he figured he'd have to make a bigger and badder trap.

"I guess...but carrying a sword around all day.." He constantly tried to find a reason why he shouldnt buy it. "Well nevermind, it's sold now.." He grinned slowly shoving it into the face of the cashier. "When in Rome, eh Marionne?"

Stephen stepped aside after making the transaction. "Yeah good point." He allmost instantly muttered an incantation and the sword disapeared from sight. Simply moving light particles.

"Sure goin' big huh Marionne?" Who knew? Maybe he fought so recklessly with his weapons that they'd break and he constantly needed a new one. "Makes sense..since the next matches are bound to be tougher.." He stopped talking for a second as something hit him.

"I better..restock too, I'll see you around Marionne."

Withthat he took his now invisible sword and rushed out searching for a good place to by his weapons.

[exits to toy store]

[came from Black Jack General Hospital]

Zero drove the Solstice like there was no tomorrow, cruising at a hundred and fifty in a highway with absolutely no traffic whatsoever. Strange but convenient. However, his joyride came to a screeching halt as he stepped on the brakes as hard as he could and drifted to a stop, almost crashing at a nearby store, when he had heard a voice saying "Come to me..." over and over again like a broken record.

"What the heck is that..." He muttered to himself as he listened intently at the voice, seemingly entranced by its ghostly charm.

"So, you here it to, eh?" A man suddenly said from behind him. He had short, spiky, silver-colored hair, wore red and black garb, and intense eyes which looked like he had seen over a thousand battles. He also had a white apron on with the words "I Love Rin" stitched on it.

"What is it...?" Zero asked as he turned back to the direction of the voice, once again trapped under its spell.

"It's the Twilight..."

"The...Twilight...?"

"Yes, the Twilight. A legendary being that is said to bring death and destruction wherever it goes. A sign of the coming of the Twilight is the appearance of a Revenant, then the shattering of the Dividing Walls, and finally, the gathering of fates."

"And how do you know all this stuff? Mister..."

The man crossed his arms and gave out a snicker. "When you've made a deal with the world to become a Hero of Justice like I have, you get to know a lot of things. Oh, and please, call me Archer."

"Archer is it...?" Zero muttered as he gave out a smile and gazed up at the man.

"Nice to meet you, I'm Zero."

And thus, the fated meeting of two warriors in red has happened, a sign of the conflict that was about to come their way.

((This marks the beginning of the first ever major story arc in Zembudokai. Yay! v (-^_^-) v ))

Zero lifted himself up from the ground as he padded off the dirt from his clothes and smiled at Sorce-san. The young magical analyst seemed to be all too eager to speak with him again since it had been a long time, a very long time, since they last spoke to each other in a casual manner.

"Hey there, how's it hanging? By the reaction that you just had just now, I guess you didn't recieve the memo that I was still alive. I mean, practically all of the guys in Mahora know that I was back. You should try and get out of your room more, eh? You're missing out on a lot of things." Zero said sarcastically as he fixed his collar and put one of his hands inside his pocket.

"And honestly, don't you ever get tired of calling me one all the time? I mean seriously, it was funny when you said it the first time, but now, it's just annoying."

He pulled out a small bar of chocolate from his pocket, removed the wrapper, and bit off 2/4 of the entire bar.

"As for what happened to me, I can't tell you because there is nothing to tell. Just the usual 'Zero-ish' escapades and such."

He bit the bar again, and this time, he bit of the remaining 2/4 of the chocolate. Talk about appetite.

"Archer and I were just talking about something called the Twilight or something..."

He crumpled the wrapper and threw it into a trash bin conveniently placed near the store.

"Though I think that it's sounds more like the name of an emo band rather than a name for some legendary doohickiey."

((Yup, that's true. Shiro's a lucky guy because he gets to experience almost all of the hottest girls in the series even though he doesn't know it yet because of the time discrepancy between Shiro and Archer (Adult Shiro). That friggin b*****d, she even got Illya hook, line, and sinker.))

A bead of cold sweat trickled down the red-haired boy's face as he heard the words "...forced to become Power Rangers" ease their way out of Sorce-san's mouth. Immediately, Zero began to see himself running around the place in a skin-tight body suit wearing nothing but boots, gloves, a utility belt, and a ridiculously large helmet fashioned in a way that it would look like some animal or whatever.

"Ugh, I think I'll pass on that one, Sorce-san. You guys are a lot better off saving the world without me hogging all the limelight like last time." Zero said as he finally shrugged the disturbing thoughts off and continued what he was saying.

"And besides, you already have the superhero sentai look down pat. As for the others, I'm sure Falconer-sensei and Ren-san would be eager to wear tight leather, although I wouldn't be so sure with Mizumaru-san and Stephen-san."

The red-haired mage then started to count everyone using his fingers.

"So if you're Red Ranger, then Falconer-sensei is black, Ren-san is yellow, Mizumaru-san is blue, and Stephen-san is pink, then that would make you five. See? The team is complete. You don't need me anymore."

((Do you mean Sensei Fujimura, Taiga? Yeah, Shiro's gonna bang her brains out in the Hollow Ataraxia storyline along with Rider and Sakura so it'll be a full threesome orgy. Yes, Shiro is 'that' lucky with women.))