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Sharp Dressed Man [Open]

Zach was not at ease in this place. It was hyper-science. Not that he didn't appreciate technology, he was well versed enough in engineering to build most of his own sets after all. This was too much though. Dimensional nexus, sure, right on with that. But a techno-organic ship? That's awkward.

At least he was able to maintain his dignity, well dressed in his tuxedo and top-hat as usual. Whatever these plant-suits were, they weren't sentient enough to be immune to his magics. He also wasn't above the idea of helping others with the situation. Nothing like getting your name out as the top transmutationist around.

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Mei Ling had not particularly liked her plantsuit. She hadn't found it the worst thing about the ship either. Though, she would never turn down the opportunity to return to her normal clothes. It surprised her quite a bit when she saw a fellow crewmate dressed quite sharply.

She greets him with her ever present cheerful smile and a very pleasant, "Hello!"

Zach smiles and tips his hat at the lovely thing approaching. "Why hello there." He bows regally. "Zachary Zatara, World's Greatest Teenage Magician. And you are?"

"Mei Ling," world's greatest proverb machine is not part of her title (yet), "Pleased to meet you. I can't say I've had the pleasure of meeting a magician on the ship yet."

Zach raises an eyebrow. "No other mages? Interesting..."

Big fish, small pond. SCORE.

"Well, most anything you need done, magic can usually manage it. I favor transmutation and illusion myself."

"Could you show me a trick?"

Mei Ling is of course expecting a card trick of some sort.

He grins. "I think that can be arranged." He takes off his hat with a flourish, murmuring into it, before holding up his other hand. He then inserts it into the hat, which takes his arm all the way to the shoulder.

He pulls his arm out, and hands her the rose he retrieved. "Voila."

"Oh!" Mei Ling accepts the flower, giggling slightly at the gesture. It was cute, and she appreciates his charm.

"Thank you."

Zach grins as he puts the hat back on. "My pleasure, Miss Mei Ling." He straightens himself up again. "So.. what's the story with this place? I know some old man was taking headcount when myself and some others woke up, but I'm still trying to get the lay of the land."

"Oh, well it's a ship!" Thank you for telling us that, Mei Ling. "No one's given me a clear reason why we're here, though. Most people really don't like it here, but I always thought it was better to light a candle than curse the darkness."

"Has any indication been given as to where we are?" Zach's teleportation was rudimentary at best, and he didn't dare try to get home without knowing precisely which direction that was.

That was different. "Hi," Loren approached Zachary. "I can't help but notice you're not wearing a plantsuit."

Well, at least the ladies around here seem to be top-shelf. He can say that much. "Very observant." Zach smiles, bowing. "The least of my talents, I assure you. Zachary Zatara, World's Greatest Teenage Magician, at your service."

Loren smiled at the bow. "World's greatest magician, huh? I'm Loren." She held out a hand for him to shake.

Ever the showman, and more than a little European, Zach kissed the back of her hand. "A pleasure." He stood up and pushed up the brim of his cap with a finger. "So... since the second thing you said was sizing up my threads, I assume there's something I could do for you?" He smirks.

Oh great, a charmer. She'd have to look out for this one.

"I was going to ask you how you got them but I guess it's magic, isn't it?" She didn't believe in magic, or at least she hadn't before, but there were a lot of things she didn't believe in that turned out to be real.

"Well I wasn't about to walk around in the slime I woke up in. Just a little backwards speech did the trick to turn it's mass into something more practical." Zach smiles and shrugs casually. "Care for a reshaping of your own?"

"You can do that? Change it into actual clothes?"

Zach smiles, cracking his knuckles. "Nothing to it. Transmutation runs especially strong in my family."

"Is there a catch? There's always a catch." Isn't there?

Zach blinked. What sort of cheap extortionist did she take him for?

"...you have to say please?" He chuckled.

Loren folded her arms over her chest. "Are you going to tell me or what?"

Zach smiles and holds up his hands non-threateningly. "Miss Loren, let me assure you, there's no catch. I say it, it happens. Chlorphyll to custom fit."

"You promise?" Don't make her hit you with her bat, Zachary, she WILL do it.

"Really, no catch. I'm just that good at it." Zach smirks, rolling his neck from side to side. "What's your preference?"

Why did she have this sinking feeling that she was going to regret this?

"Jeans and a T-shirt, please."

Zach nods. "Tius tnalp ot eet dna snaej." He extends a hand, and sparks fly out. Loren's outfit momentarily disippates, before reshaping into the requested outfit. The t-shirt is a simple black babydoll, accompanied by boot-cut jeans.

"See? No catch." He smiles, pleased with his work, tilting his head slightly.

Loren looked down at her clothes. Tighter than she wanted but she'd live. "Darn, it feels good not to have that thing pulsing. Thanks."

Zach smiles and tips his hat. "Nothing to it, Miss Loren. Happy to help."

He tilts his head the other way, as if checking the integrity of his work.

Nice.

"Hey, are you- you- you're checking me out!" And she was not happy about it.

Oh she knew she shouldn't have done this.

Zach grimaces. "Not going to lie, a tiny bit, yeah. Seriously was just making sure everything came out right though. No... inconsistencies or holes in the constructions."

"Word advice? Don't."

"My sincere apologies." He bows his head slightly. "Didn't mean to offend."

"Good because I'm not interested. And I'm sure my family would have something to say about it too." Her family from the future. Oh time travel.

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