Zed gave G a deadpanned stare. "Jacket? Couldn't come up with a better nickname?" he chuckled quietly, but didn't look annoyed by it. He quietly mulled over the question, before raising a hand. "It's not for the faint of heart." His hand began cracking in different places, before the skin suddenly burned away without a sound or smell, revealing the boy's skeletal bones. He clenched the hand, and the bones melded together into a 6-feet, razor sharp bone sword. Zed grinned and broke the sword-hand away, tossing it into the bushes behind them, while his hand grew once more, flesh in the right place.

"It's weird, yeah. But awesome." He brought his hand up in the classic 'gun' formation, before making mock shooting noises. The tip of his 'gun' broke away before a barrage of bone-like bullets began blasting from the finger, piercing a tree across the street. He blew imaginary smoke away from the bone-finger, before turning it back into it's usual skin.

"Can't wait to beat ass in this new school. So, how about you?"