[h1][color=dodgerblue]Za͘c̡h̀a̛ria͠h B̸a̛l̕e̡[/color][/h1]
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The library.

Over by one of the lounging areas, one of the nearby wall sockets began to emit blue sparks as a student was about to plug her phone in. She and a few others stepped back as the sparks grew brighter and more rapid, culminating in the socket giving way to Zach in his specter form emerging from within. A few of the students looked genuinely alarmed, others less so. Honestly, in this school full of mutants, you shouldn’t be surprised by anything.

Zach floated above the carpet floor. If he’d touched his feet to it, he’d start a fire. He looked around at the surrounding students and waved a hand, saying, [color=dodgerblue]“H̸o͏w̡d́y̛.”[/color]

In this form, he didn’t have his usual lack of lips to impede his speech. But he also gained a sort of ghastly scratching and reverberation to his words. He thought it was pretty cool.

[color=dodgerblue]“Don͟'́t m͟i͡nd̡ ͠m͝e.”[/color] He said, seemingly walking along the air past them, [color=dodgerblue]“I'́m ju͞s͡t go͏nna.̷.. ́ta̢k̀è a ͘s͟tr̶oll.”[/color] He pretended to shove his hands in his non-existent pockets and went on his way, humming in a hushed manner. God, humming and whistling felt weird. Kinda… tingly, if that’s the right word.

Just a bioelectric phantom casually strolling mid-air in the library. Nothing weird about that, unless folks just outright pointed it out. Besides, no one would even know who he really was. His real body was out of the picture for the while.

Time to have some fun.