[color=purple]"No no no...how could my calculations be off?[/color] Zane snarled at his latest project, a half-built robot hanging in the abandoned structure in Crimson Sky that he had found and turned into a laboratory. The building was rectangular with one entrance. The out side was stark, plain white, died red under the crimson light. The inside was a maze of rooms, from the size of a closet to the size of a gym. Currently, most of it was empty, only a few rooms were filled with scattered junk in no particular order. He hadn't had it long, so there wasn't much in it. Just what he had brought in. The half-built robot had been the largest thing he had taken from the ruined city, and one of the most interesting things he had found there. But it seemed to be nigh-unrepairable. Zane got up, abandoning what he had been working on in disgust. [color=purple]"Tch, If only I had more tools and materials![/color] Zane muttered too himself, a habit anyone who spends a long time alone develops. [color=purple]"But the most reliable way to get them is in the other world and I would need money to get them. Although I could always steal them..."[/color] He had been occasionally going to the other world for jobs from the 'Chasers.' He didn't care much for them and their bleeding-heart helping others ways. As far ah he was concerned if you weren't strong enough to protect yourself, then you deserved what eve happened to you. Then again, there was that one person... 

	A audible beep interrupted his thoughts. Irritated at the interruption he recognized the beep as a text message, so he looked down at his right hand. He opened his fingers like a sideways finger gun and a hologram, generated by his TechArmor popped up and between his thumb and forefinger. The display showed the message and who it was from. [color=purple]"Dangeki Pawn Shop eh? Lets see..."[/color] He idly touched it with his left hand and read the message. [color=purple]"blah blah...boooring."[/color] He said, disappointed. He turned, intending to ignore it, but then his twisted brain spat out an idea.[color=purple]"Hmm... this could be a great opportunity to gather some valuable data, perhaps study the subject. The money might be nice too.[/color] He glanced back at the robot. [color=purple] "Screw it, I have nothing better to do."[/color] He said. Zane quickly grabbed what he needed and in less than a minute he opened a portal to the normal world and walked through. 

	He purposely emerged a block from the shop. Responding to his mental commands, his dynamos formed a levitating skateboard and he hopped on, his hands in his pockets, and cruised to the shop. Upon arrival, he noted the ruckus that seemed to have already started. He opened the door, and walked in, a slight [url=http://th07.deviantart.net/fs70/PRE/i/2014/255/7/f/diabolic_esper__elsword__by_demorite-d7yvb79.jpg]mad smile[/url] on his face. He was hoping his person of interest would be there. He surveyed the room without a word, his creepy gaze sliding across the room in a slow circuit looking at everyone there. [i]She isn't here...[/i] He thought with a pang of disappointment. [i]I'll wait until she shows up then.[/i] Still not saying a word, he walked to an empty chair and sat.