Calling for a Council?

[i_am_the_bafo]

Feet propped on a table, leaning back in a rather comfy chair he'd stolen out of Engineering, Zetta absently flipped through the large packet in which he'd compiled his many proposals as he waited for the rest of the Council to arrive

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[dhianeila]

Dhianeila got places quickly seeing as she tended to do her wandering of the ship through her projection. At least when she knew she'd be going through or around a number of people. Thankfully there were crewmembers who knew of and kept their distance around her when she indeed did move in the flesh. But because she only requested that of people was why she more seen in this form than not. She didn't dare ask anybody to play the part of one of her Lotus Squadron girls. Aneasha, Tail and Mail had all devoted themselves to being her guardians - staying by her physical form, on their own accords. She missed the three of them dearly.

But the strangest feeling came over her when she entered. She felt Zetta there - prepared to greet him as they waited for the others to show up, but when she caught a glimpse of him ... sure she could feel it was him, but his changed form still caused a bit of surprise for her. "Ah...?"

[i_am_the_bafo]

Oh hey, peace-girl. Zetta, in far too good of a mood to be bothered by her, tossed off a wave, though he didn't look up from his reading.

[lackofdarkwings]

Matt entered several minutes later, looking better than he had before. The additions of some of Aqua's pieces of armor still was on his frame, but he looked considerably refreshed, his long break from Chairman had done him some good.

He gave Dhianeila a nod as well as a blink towards Zetta. Since when did he manage to get his physical form back? He supposed someone wished him back to normal.

[i_am_the_bafo]

Matt gets a smug grin. "I need a nameplate. Something awesome, preferably in neon. Maybe with an animation."