Sharp Dressed Man [Open]

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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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[greatest-zatara.livejournal.com]

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."

[savin-ur-data.livejournal.com]

"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."

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"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.