Zakka
From Unofficial Handbook of the Virtue Universe
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| Self-proclaimed World's Fastest Woman | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Zakka | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Player: @Zakka | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Origin: | Science | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Archetype: | Speedster | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Security Level: | 50 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Real Name: | Lisa Lima | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Known Aliases: | Zakka, The Zakka Zapper | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Species: | Human | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Age: | 20 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Height: | 5'6 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Weight: | 115 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Eye Color: | Green | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Hair Color: | White due to being struck by lightning. | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Nationality: | American | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Occupation: | Graphic Designer/Student | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Place of Birth: | Virginia | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Base of Operations: | Richmond | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Marital Status: | None | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
| Known Relatives: | Father - John Lima, Mother - Robin Lima (Deceased) | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Super Speed | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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| Computer Graphics, Computers | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Youth League Com
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Affiliations
Personality
Zakka tends to be hyper and full of energy, this could be due to her powers. She also tends to jump into things before thinking about them clearly.
Powers
Super Speed - Zakka's super speed not only allows her to move very quickly but it also enhanced her perception, she thinks on a accelerated level which allows her to focus her reflexes which makes other's attacks seem slower in her eyes. Thus allowing her to dodge out of the way majority of the time. In fact so much so she can see in coming bullets shot at her. After several months and time Zakka no longer runs into anything anymore.
Living Lightning - This was a skill Zakka picked up on, due to the complex nature of her powers she still under sure why she able to do this, yet if she moves fast enough she can activate it. Pure kenetic energy seems to pour from her body wrapping her in a protective layer which allows her to go even faster. Zakka has yet tested the full extent of this ability wanting first to learn how to control it and understand it so not to harm herself.
Abilities
Zakka tends to be rather adept with using a computer. She is also very fond of art, drawing and Computer graphics in particular.
Equipment
Only thing she carries with her when shes out about is a Com device given to her by The Youth League
Character Origin
“It all started back on the day my father received word that he be working on a major project in Paragon city. See my father is a chemist and he works directly with the science labs that help design and upgrade hero’s enhancements. It was his big promotion and we would be moving into the city. Compared to him I get most of my qualities from my mother. I tend to think more on the right side of my brain, not really following my fathers foots steps in science, but instead I was going to school for graphic design. Anyway enough about my education, you wanted to known how I received my powers.”
I was ask by my dad and go with him to the meeting in Paragon city. After we packed the car with his latest discovers. “Some kind of chemicals used to enhance DNA structural fibers…er I don’t know.” It was a late meeting and we were driving down the highway chatting away. I was looking forward to seeing the city, maybe drawing some pictures of the Heroes that work so hard to keep peace among the streets.
They said there was going to be a storm tonight, but the news man was way off. It was a very furious storm, lighting striking down all around us. Course my father the stubborn one track mind of a man he was, would not be late for this meeting. After all it was very important to him and his career. As we drove along in the hail storm of rain and lighting, suddenly a large bolt shot down directly in front of our car causing my father to loose control. The car flips the rail and came hurling down a small hill. Slam! Right into a tree the car crumbled like paper. Causing everything in the car to go flying around.
I wasn’t injured to bad, but my father was knocked out cold. His head against the steering wheel causing the horn to constantly go off. I struggled out of my buckle and was able to free my leg and pull myself out of the broken windshield. I was covered head to foot in some kind of sticky substance. Then it donned on me it was my father’s project. Great I thought to myself as I moved to the driver’s side. I tried to open the door yet it was stuck! The storm only seems to make the whole situation worse. As I pulled against the door another large bolt of lighting shoot against the car. The surge of electricity coursed through the metal and directly into me. I could feel my whole body surge with energy. The electricity seems to burrow through my veins. That is when everything got dark.
I awoke looking straight up at a white ceiling; a familiar smell filled my nose. I was in the hospital; the smell of disinfective cleaners was what I smelled. Since that smell reminded me of my mother’s death….
Yes, the smell of a hospital was not one of my most favorite smells. Brings up sad memories. All I could think of was when my mother died two years ago. Cancer took her and there was nothing I could do….That is when it hit me. The wreck! I sat up quickly. I was indeed in a hospital; I took a gander around the room. Two figures stood outside the class door, my father and a Doctor. His glance looked towards me from outside and I could see that he quickly excused himself from the Doctor. Coming in I saw a great wide smile on his face. “Oh good your awake” he said. I looked at his face and saw he had a few bandages around his forehead and a band aid on his left cheek. “Hey dad…..what. happen all I remember was…the wreck and..” he smiles “ Shh it’s ok, I guess we where in luck. The nurses here said we where delivered at the front door. “ I stopped him mid-way. “Delivered? Who saved up?” I pondered. My father only shrugged. “Not sure, I suppose some hero saw us and came to our aid..” I smiled and nodded, yet deep down I wanted to known…who saved my father and me.
My father left me to rest, yet I was too cluttered to lay still. I found myself getting out of the hospital bed. Moving sluggishly to the bath room what I saw shocked me. My hair had been turned to a bright white color. I stared at my hair for a good long time unsure what had happen. Then I remembered the bolt of lighting. Was that it? Did the bolt cause all the color in my hair to die? For the rest of the day I spent at the hospital, not really thinking much about what happen but who saved us. I wasn’t allowed to leave the hospital till the doctors were sure I would be ok. So I found myself exploring when visiting hours were over. People from all over the city were here, a lot of them had stories about heroes who saved them. I sighed thinking how my father could have easily died because I wasn’t strong enough to open the car door. What if it exploded? What if I who ever saved us didn’t come by?
I found my self dreaming that night, a dream so vivid. I was back at the wreck. I struggled with the door my screams deafen. Then way down the highway a light, a bright yellowish white light that came rushing down at inhuman speed. I saw it in focus now, it appears to be a figure, yet it glowed so bright I was unsure if it was even alive. All I knew was it was dragging my father out of the car, and before I knew it zooming off down the highway quicker then when it had arrived….
It was a total of two days I had to stay in the hospital, but the doctors said everything seems to be ok. During those two days I did not have any dreams of the wreck. I figured it was for the best, even thought the one dream had perplexed me. As we drove home I looked out the window as Paragon city became smaller and smaller. I knew in a few months we be moving in and I’d get to see it again. We stopped at the store to get some groceries. People of course stared at me; my hair was still bleached white due to being struck by lighting. I wondered did they stare at my hair or did they hear about what happen and think I may be a little off now. “If you know what I mean?”
Arriving home we were greeted by boxes, like I said earlier in a few months we be moving to Paragon and well the house is in a wreck. My father gave me a big hug and said. “I need to go to the office and call a few people, I am sure they heard what happen but eh Business is Business” I smiled and nodded. I’d have a few hours by my self, not only was I behind in my class work but there was a great deal of packing still left to be done. But first I had to do something with my hair!
Staring blankly into my bathroom mirror I held up the hair dye I bought from the store. I turned my head all about glancing at my hair. I dyed my hair back to as closely as a box of hair dye could to my original hair color, which for your knowledge is dark brown. I looked at my room noticing I still had a lot of packing to do. I began to pack and something really strange happen, As if someone took a remote control from a TV and clicked the fast forward button at me. I zipped through several boxes before I caught myself against a wall. I couldn’t help myself and I ended up cursing. “How did I do that!?” slowly I looked at my hands. My eyes look towards a half filled box, I quirked an eyebrow and grin. Swoosh! Over to the box I went and packing it in no time!
That’s when a great feeling of curiosity hit me; I zipped out the door and did a quick look around to make sure no one was about. I then made my way to the center of the road and looked down the street. I closed my eyes and concentrated, Not really sure how to explain it, but it felt as if energy was building up. I opened my eyes and ran down the street. I zipped along, yet I notice I wasn’t going insanely fast yet I would most likely say about 45 MPR. I was having such a ball that I almost ran into my neighbor’s van that came around the corner. I freaked out; I didn’t want Mr. Hornbell to see me. I did a quick left turn into the woods! WHAM right into a tree! The force of me hitting the tree causes it to crack and fall backward. I fell with a thud to the ground. Stunned only for a bit but I was able to get up shortly after. I held my head and grinned. “Dang! I had to hit that with enough force to crush a car.” I was simply amazed. I not only was able to run and move faster then most humans but I also took a direct hit at 45 MPR into a tree.
On my way home I could only think about what had happen and my mind seem to flash back to the wreck. That figure of energy, it moved faster then I did…much faster. Then my mind was settled I would reach and train till I myself was that fast. Of course I couldn’t tell my father…and I’d need a costume. I smiled to myself knowing this was going to be a most interesting adventure……
The Price of Speed
The Price of Speed Part - 1
Zakka stands looking down a road in Steel Canyon. A road that became few familiar to her the last few days, since she was practicing on her own. It was the site of her first race as a speedster and it held a reminder that if she wanted to improve she’d have to practice. She looked down the long road and set up to run, she smiled and lowed herself into the ready position. Around her neck a stop watch in which she reached up and clicked the start button. Whoosh! Off she went barreling down the road on the same track when she raced VoIo just a few days ago. She came to the first corner with no trouble took the turn, zipping down the road passing people on the streets and cars on the road. People watched as a blur came rushing by causing a small gust of wind to fly up. The second turn came up, she took it with no trouble yet Zakka didn’t notice that her boots were beginning to give out.
Zakka at this point sped up to the fastest she could which in measured in speedster speed was fairly slow. After all she was still learning, rushing down as fast as she could she and came to the last turn. Her left boot heel gave out, causing Zakka to loose balance; she came tumbling to the ground. She rolled clear off the street and hit a light pole on the side of the street. In a bit of pain she pulled herself to her feet, she looked down at her boot and notice the bottom was pulled clear off. Not only that but because she tripped and rolled against the pavement her costume was filled with holes and rips.
“Great!” she sighed and pulls herself to the sidewalk and took a sit down. To further examine her costume.
Zakka pulled her coat off and looked it up and down, dirt and holes all over. Something caught her eye causing her to look up, low and behold a bill board hung above the side of a building which read. “Icon, the best for you Super Suit Needs.” She gathered up her pride and decided to head there. Zakka looked up the address at a local phone booth and she hurried her way there but it was a bit hard with one boot missing its bottom but she manages just well. Arriving out side of the building she looked up to confirm that she was at the right place. As soon as she entered a clerk smiled towards her knowing that Zakka was in need of a few costume.
Zakka smiled with a bit of embarrassment. “Uh…hi, I’d like to know if you guys design costumes.”
The clerk smiles and she waved Zakka over to a terminal. “Of course, let me guess this was your first costume so you made it yourself?”
Zakka nodded and blushed to herself. “Yep you bet’cha, not really made of the finest materials.” Zakka put her mangled left boot on the counter and sighed.
The clerk smiles. “Very well, from the looks of it friction is a big issue, I am guessing you either run very fast or you’re falling down a lot.” The clerk typed something in at the Terminal. “We have a special design suit using a revolutionary new technology that is resistant to extreme amount of friction, it also breaths very well and stretches to almost any size.”
Zakka smiles thinking that sounded great but it hit her. “Uh…wait that sounds expensive, how much this going to cost me?” she looked doubtful towards the Clerk lady.
The clerk lady laughed and smiled. “Don’t worry, Heroes get a discount. “she winked. “Now what colors would you like the same as your old costume that. “She points to Zakka.
Zakka nods, and then suddenly holds her hand up. “No wait…silver and white silver color..You know something sleek!”
The clerk smiles and types it in. Zakka gives her height and measurements to the clerk as well any other information for the costume. The clerk finishes up and smiles kindly. “Very well, your new costume will be ready by mid afternoon tomorrow.” Zakka smiled and went home, she had to check make sure her check was in the bank, if she was going pay for this new costume…
The next day Zakka arrived back at the Store and met up with the Clerk from the day before. She paid the Clerk and found that it was just a bit more expensive then she thought it would be but it was better then running around everywhere in a torn up costume.
Zakka dressed in the dressing room, in her new very sleek silver costume including new very trending goggles. Zakka smiled and felt finding the costume fit amazingly well, a lot better then her home-made not to mention she felt more like a super hero then she had ever in recent days. Zakka zipped out of the dressing room and thanked the Clerk, she headed out and grinned. “Look out Paragon Zakka has some new duds!”
The Price of Speed Part - 2
Zakka smiled as she headed home she had a great day and everything seem to be working out. She knew this was the day that she would tell her father about her secret, she knew that she couldn’t keep it quiet forever. Zakka entered her apartment and smiles; her day was putting a pile of papers in his briefcase.
“Hey pop” she smiled and zipped over to him with out him noticing how fast she did it.
Zakka’s father smiled and look behind his shoulder. “Ah Lisa your home” Zakka smiled and hugged her father.
“Dad I have something I need to tell you.” She sat on the arm rest of the couch.
“Well you know you can tell me anything Honey.” He sat down in the chair next to the couch expecting the worse.
Zakka bit her lower lip and took a deep breath. “Well you see you remember the wreck….well…that night I gained…sup” Zakka was cut short as her father phone went off and he quickly picked it up.
“What? Your kidding me, ok..ok..I’ll be down there in a few. “ Zakka’s father grumbled and hung the phone up. “Listen Lisa I gotta’ run down to the lab, there is a big mess I need to sort out, we will talk about this when I get back I won’t be long.” He gave his daughter a kiss on the cheek and ran out the door.
Zakka sighed and sat down slumping backwards into the couch, she grabbed the remote and flipped the TV on. “Damn it I was this close to telling him….I don’t know if I have the nerve now. “ Zakka flipped through the channels and came across the news.
The TV – “ Breakin’ news 128th Street Bio Chemical Labs has been broken in, there is fire every where and the police have been dispatch” –
Zakka’s eyes widen. “That’s were dad works!” she pulled her costume out of her back-pack and in a blur of motion pulled in on and was out the door before the remote from her hand hit the ground.
Zakka arrived on scene; the lab was a blaze of fire! Sirens, police officers and fireman were fighting there way around the parking lot. In a flash Zakka was inside the building. She coughed and fought her way through the smoke heading her way back into the lab. There she heard voices, one that was brutish and the other was her father!
She Zoomed into the room that was in blaze, fire covered the lab tables and a piece of the ceiling fell to the ground in the left corner of the room. Zakka’s father was being held by the neck by a large man that easily stood nine feet tall. He grinned as his gripped tighten around Zakka’s father, who struggled and scream.
“You! Drop him right now!” Zakka yelled. The massive man turned and growled. “Great a cape just what I need.” He said as he slung a large bag over his shoulder. “What are you going to do about it girly” he laughed and suddenly slammed her father into the ground and quickly picked him back up. Zakka screamed with fright.
“If you value this man’s life I was suggest your back out now. “ He grinned with delight. Zakka couldn’t take it anymore and she rushed toward the Hulkish brute. The man seeing that Zakka was a speedster growled and suddenly hurled her father at her. Zakka was hit head on by her father causing her to get flung again the wall.
Franticly Zakka got up and moved over to her father. “Dad!” she called out. Zakka father turned onto his back and looked up at the mask figure. “Lis..a…is…that…you?” he said feebly.
“Yes Dad…its me” Zakka said with tear building up in her eyes smiling down at her Father. Zakka father took his hand and pulled Zakka’s mask off and smiled. “Your mo..ther….wou..ld be proud.” He smiled weakly and closed his eyes, he was not dead but Zakka did not know, all she could think of was that this man, this big stupid man killed her father.
Zakka stood up slowly and wiped the tears from her eyes. “YOU BASTARD!” she growled looking at the man.
“Hehe, poor baby did I over do it? Oh well he was no use to be anyway.” He laughs and turns preparing for his exit. Zakka growled, something inside her snapped and unlocked, she no longer cared that the place was on fire. She no longer cared what this man taunted at her, she no longer cared about warning that Volo said to her just the other day.
A strong build up of energy began to emit from Zakka’s body, an energy that seem to pour out. It was not a golden energy, but a Silver one. This energy seems to wrap itself around her body forming almost what it look to be a living costume. Small sparks of electricity seem to randomly appear from Zakka. The energy kept building and building. Her body seems to shake and the electricity seems to become more and more frequent. “YOU’RE GOING NO WERE” Zakka shouted out and in a burst of speed unlike anything Zakka has ever ran at before. She sent an extremely fast and forceful punch at the Brute’s stomach. Due to how fast Zakka was moving and amount of force the punch caused the man to go flying through the walls at the same time knocking Zakka’s shoulder clear out of it socket.
Zakka screamed in pain but she was not ready to let up not yet! The Brutish man pulled himself off and shook of the first punch yet he was clearly in immense pain. Her left arm hung limp, she drew up her right hand and rushed forward again. BAM! Sending the man flying again. Her right up was pushed from its socket as well, yet before the man could even get up Zakka was on top of him again. Both her arms just hung their, her face scrunched from anger. “YOU KILLED HIM YOU KILLED HIM” With a massive blur of motion she head butted the Brute into the ground. There he laid dead lifeless the first person Zakka had ever killed.
Zakka was spent, a large gash in her head caused blood to spill in her eye. Her body felt as if it was hit by a train. She could hear Fireman coming down the hall; she knew she had to get away. She struggled yet manages to move fast enough to get back to the base.
Once inside, Zakka saw Pask and Cavalier Vlll. She held herself up again the wall her arms dangled in front of her. With a soft yet sad smile she spoke softly. “I…t..think..I over di..d…it” she took a step forward as Pask and Cavalier Vlll moved towards her. “Tel….Volo…I…am sorry” with that Zakka fell forward with a thump on the ground unconscious. Pask and Cavalier Vlll quickly scooped her up and headed for the Base’s infirmary.
The Price of Speed – Part 3
It was a day after Zakka ran into the base and fell to the floor, she was back on her feet. Great news shortly hit her when she awoke.
“Oye…I feel like a bus hit me…” she said sadly sitting up in the bed that was located in the Base infirmary.
Cavalier walked in and grins. “Well Zakkalac, looks like your awake finally” he came over and sat down in a chair near the bed.
“Uh yeah…” she sighed and looked at Cav. “Hey..how long was I out?”
“Oh only a day, you were beat up pretty bad, gotta’ be more careful…”
Zakka reached up and touched her face remembering her father took her mask off the night before. “Oh…well guess the cat is out of the bag huh?....Name is Lisa..Lisa Lima…keep it on the down low.” Laughed trying to cheer her up.
Cavalier look towards Zakka. “Lima….There was a Doctor Lima on the news they found him out side the Steel Canyon Research center that was broken in last night….I am going take a wild guess here and say that was were you were last night.”
Zakka’s face seem to lighten up a bit. “Did they say he was ok!?” she nearly jumped out of the bed.
Cavalier grins and laughs. “Hey calm down, yeah think so but they did say he was pretty badly beat up.” Before Cavalier could even finish his sentence, in a blur of silver Zakka was dressed in her street clothing.
“Thanks Cav!” and with that she was out of the base, still hurting from earlier but she didn’t care she had to go see your father.
Zakka was moving quick enough for people not to notice her face and who she was, she zipped behind the Steel canyon hospital and walked in slowly so no one notice.
Shrugging her shoulder Zakka went to the front desk and smiled. “Hello, I am Lisa Lima, I was told my father John Lima was brought here! I’d like to see him please.” Lisa showed the woman her ID and front desk lady smiled and showed her the way to the room that her Father was in.
Zakka’s father laid quietly the hospital; she came up quietly and slowly. Kneeling down she smiled seeing him breathe. Slowly Zakka’s father stirred and awoke; he smiled and looks at Zakka and smiles. “Hey.”
Zakka with teary eyes smiles back. “Hey…”
They talked for many hours and Zakka learned a very important secret, over all her father was still in really bad condition and there was something ever important that Zakka had to do.
By the time Zakka left the hospital it was very late, she had a brief meeting up with Volo at pocket D to unwind a bit. She smiled to herself as she told Volo she be going for a day or so.
Zakka hit the highway, cruising down the road in costume; she passed cars on the road in a blur of silver. She was heading back to her home town. In no time at all, Zakka’s home town was in sight, she had been running a long way and was really tied even thought she had several pit stops on the way. She zipped behind a building and when no one was looking twirling out of her costume and into her street clothing.
Zakka was glad to see the old town again, she stopped in to get a soda and a few dozen bags of snack food, she was starving of course if anyone knew she was buying it for herself she they would look at her weird.
Zakka would munch on the food as she walked at a “normal” speed. “I’ve been getting quicker…now any time I walk normal I feel like I am going at a crawl…Guess this why Volo always trying to get everyone to hurry up.” She finished off the last bag of dried fruit she bought as she came towards a cemetery. There she quietly and slowly walked the rows.
Zakka walked up one row she came to a small grave marker which read –Robin Lima- Zakka kneeled down and smiled. “Hey mom, its me…you’re probably wondering what I am doing out here all by myself, well a lot has happen and Dad shared something with me I never knew..” Zakka took a deep sigh and remembered back to the wreck. “Dad said you were a hero…and what is really funny is you were a speedster…I bet you couldn’t believe that I gained a similar power…Funny how the world works.” Zakka smiled and whipped her left eye. “The night of the wreck, I knew it was you who saved Dad and me…I am not sure how that is possible but I just known….” She sighed again. “I am sorry also mom…Dad got hurt because I was to slow…I almost lost him…” Zakka took a small sunflower and place it on the grave and slowly stood up.
“Just want you to known Mom…I promise never again to be to slow..I don’t know how good of a hero you were, but I am glad I known and I hope I can prove worthy to fill your shoes..” Zakka whipped a few more tears from her eyes and smiles as she spinning in a blur back into her costume and hurries out of the cemetery.
Current Statues
Zakka currently return from an unknown apsence. She now wears a new costume which story has yet to be told. While breaking away from Volo as being a teacher, she still looks up to him and hopes to one day win a race again him.
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