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[color=a2d39c][h2]Dr. Malacoda Zatanna[/h2][/color]
[h3]Lex Corp. Gotham[/h3]

Malacoda, who had noted the police - surreptitiously held out a hand to them - the universal sign for calm. Then he reached out, and closed the umbrella. He again turned to the broken machine and his voice rang out over the site - [color=a2d39c][b]"Lacinahcem tsaeb fo nedrub, nekorb no eht dnuorg - emoceb elohw ecno erom - eb sa ouy erew erofeb yb siht norom uoy erew dnouf!"[/b][/color] He could feel his limbs complain as he cast another rather complicated spell within the span of 24 hours - but he felt some satisfaction at seeing the machine quickly reassemble. As the final pieces set together, he felt faint for a moment and had to catch himself with his umbrella. Using it as a crutch he walked over to the man. [b][color=a2d39c]"There. No problems anymore... save a few hours wasted labor. Please follow me."[/color][/b] Without waiting for the man he walked over to the police and the swat teams. He lightly amplified his voice so it reached all of them. [b][color=a2d39c]"The cloth covered man comes from a different age - and was alarmed and confused for a movement, and lashed out accordingly. I have set right his wrongs. We have to be off, on matters of utmost importance - and can not linger! Thank you for your brave and continued efforts to make safe the world in this dark time! Farewell!"[/color][/b] He twirled his umbrella and suddenly both of them vanished. He found it very hard to not grimace at his false gratitude - but thought it the best way to placate them.

[h3]Malacoda Penthouse. Gotham[/h3]

They suddenly stood in a beautiful apartment, filled with books and art - wood and marble covered most of the surfaces and light flooded the spaces through the large windows. Malacoda walked over to a chair, struggling to stay upright with his umbrella - before falling into the leather bound throne. He pointed to the other chair - before whistling a short tune. A moment later he could hear the tea being prepared in the kitchen. [b][color=a2d39c]"Please sit, and we can talk."[/color][/b]