[center][h1][color=#20B2AA]Zach Kozel:[/color]
[color=00a99d]Sp[/color][color=yellow]Farce[/color]'s Apartment[/h1]
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Zach moved at Judah's motion, grabbing his mask off a nearby table. It was a simple design, barely covering his cheeks, dipping down a bit before coming up to cover his nose. It was a navy color, with a white stripe down the center. A small elastic band secured it to the back of his head, and he tucked that band beneath his hair. He moved out into the hallway with Judah, listening to Limbo as she spoke. At their leader's motion he moved to Judah's right, and listening to [i]the twin's[/i] speak. One thing Zach's allies found out very quickly was that he was rarely worried about traps. Foolhardy, but with a pretty good cause. He hadn't felt pain physical pain in months. One could adapt to avoid risks, and in Zach's case he had adapted to no longer consider the risks; for better or for worse.