<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/e23WACC.png)</div><hr/>Name: Tabitha<br/>Where: Space Zeppelin Presentation Room.<br/>Doing What: Being the hippest of Cats.<br/>1 PP | 0 Physical | 0 Mental | 0 Emotional<br/><hr/><br/>"There's a lot of different hells" Tabitha says, "Rose Darc connected to like... a hipster hell? Where they go for the authentic hell experience. Artisnal red hot pokers and real molten lava, locally sourced without any brimstone additives that ruins the flesh scalding experience."<br/><br/>Rolling her eyes, she took a pair of thick rimmed glasses out of her Litter Box and put them.<br/><br/>"They stole my soul once but gave it back because they couldn't understand anything I said and assumed I was probably upper management. I even got some new magical powers out of it, I'd explain them but you wouldn't understand."<br/><br/>Tossing the glasses back into nothingness she sat up.<br/><br/>""If we can't contain Zohar, I'm guessing we need to work on that first. No point chasing them down only to have no way to keep them still. If they're bad at technology maybe some kind of optical fiber puzzle box setup? If it's made of light it probably doesn't communicate verbally. Or maybe at all. I'll see if I can run down any light based races or beings, it sounds magical what with it not getting how a mainframe works. Most magical stuff doesn't have a clue about things like that and it really doesn't seem like it'd be the brains of the operation."<br/><br/>She looks about and raises a hand "I volunteer to do some research I guess? Maybe work on some way to contain it, though I kind of need better information than a photo. A fight with it would be just perfect, we don't have to win or anything."<br/><br/>Settling back into her seat, she smiles "Happy to join the team of anyone sufficiently cute enough. If I'm going to do some boring work I want to know they can keep it fun."