Soon the people around Hazel began to trickle out of the gym, and eventually she found the immediate group around her dispersed. She really hoped that the upperclassman didn't follow through on his decision to report her. It wouldn't have been exactly the first time that someone complained about her going too far in a sparring match. *They're just not strong. People like him don't understand what it's like in the real world, outside AcadeMMO.* Hazel was more then completely convinced that she was in the right. Hazel began to exit the gym, but a blonde haired girl she didn't know caught her eye. She was in the spectator seats, and Hazel assumed she must have watched her fight. Hazel paid the girl a curt nod as she walked past, exiting the gym.

Hazel moved towards the A-Ranked dorms. She entered. The A-Rank dorm, was, as usual, mostly emptied. In a school full of kids it was only natural that the majority held to the bottom side of the rankings. Hazel pondered what an S-Ranked dorm must be like. She wanted to imagine it to be some grandiose marvel of a room. Her thoughts didn't even turn to how it might be lonely, for Hazel was used to being alone. She headed down the hall and headed into her room. It was by and large bare, excluding the bed, and a pair of large trunks lying on it. One trunk included the essentials: Shampoo, conditioner, a large amount of cosmetics, toothbrush, toothpaste, clothing. The other trunk was a molded case that included the _other_ essentials: Her personal collection of swords. She moved the first trunk off its perch onto floor, and opened the second to confirm its contents. 

She ran down a mental checklist: Raiper, Longsword, and Zweihänder. They were all in their proper places. The weapons were exquisite. Hazel, of course, deserves the best, and with the money she makes from Special Assignments she can get it. She closed the case and set it beside its partner on the ground. She sighed and plopped down onto the bed. She decided to rest, if just for a moment.