<div class="floatleft">(http://files.myopera.com/TKRaw/albums/374357/thumbs/seal-kidoumaru-lvl2.jpg_thumb.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Who:</strong>Zaara<br/><strong>For whom:</strong>Open; To Sparx<br/><strong>Where: </strong>Courtyard; Heading to the Gym<br/>Zaara nodded as Sparx explained the device to him.<em>"Are you certain?  I was always taught that this is modern magic.  Nowhere near as strong as ancient magic, but more widely available and easier to learn by those without the talent for the ancient tomes."</em>He watched as the guy, Sparx was it, started pressing buttons, pulling up Siren.  His eyes widened as this was a very good image of her.  Perhaps this technology would provide him good records of the woman he stalked........no......studied in secret.  However, before he could ask a question, Siren appeared.  Taken aback at her sudden appearance, Zaara stepped in suprise.  However, he quickly gained his confidence and walked between them and to the side.  Using one arm on each side, he placed a hand lightly on their shoulders,<em>"Okay, well, we seem to be getting along just fine.  Want to stalk the Lamia and her friend at the gym?  I want to see them in action and maybe throw myself in there as well."</em><br/><br/>With that said and done, Zaara ran at the tree, using the fine, microscopic hair on his fingers to quickly climb to the top of the tree where he had placed his weapons.  He quickly slipped the two scabbards containing short Katanas on his back, attached the dagger to his hip and slipped the handle of the small axe into his belt.  With that completed, Zaara attached a strand of web from one of his fingers to a branch and leaped down to the ground, his fall slowed by the web.  Once his feet made contact with the ground, he cut the cable-like web with a flick of his wrist and started an easy jog to the gym.<br/><br/>After a couple of minutes of jogging, Zaara reached the sparring grounds just in time to see the human with the giant blade take off on a jog.  Shaking his head in frustration that he missed the fight, he walked into the sparring arena where he saw the Lamia.....um....Chiya he thought.  Shrugging one set of arms, he walked inside the arena and laid out his weapons on a small table.  Zaara decided that it would be a better idea to practice his weapon-creating skills.  So far, his record was 1.4 minutes in creating six swords from the gummy liquid that he uses for his webs.<br/><br/>Crouched down, he moved his arms and hands around so they formed a bowl of sorts.  Soon, his sweat glands in his hands and arms went into overdrive, pouring a lot of the golden liquid into the bowl.  However, that wasn't enough, as he needed more.  Zaara spat out almost two gallons of the liquid into the bowl, where his hands started working, molding the large glob of gummy liquid into what looked like a snowflake, but with blades.  In about a minute's time, he had molded six katanas and separated them into all six arms.  With that task completed and the swords hardened so they were stronger than steel, even some enchanted steel, he slowly began whirling the blades in a highly coordinated way, slowly increasing the speed of his arms until all that could be seen were golden blurs.  The wind whipping off the blades made a whistling sound as they became faster and faster.  Zaara was so focused that he nearly forgot about the Lamia, Chiya.....