<div class="floatleft">(http://nextews.com/images/54/92/54922a357e640ed3.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Zachary Zatara (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=309416.msg15029970#msg15029970)<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Sleeveless black hoodie, light-blue vintage jeans with tears, and black Chuck Taylors<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>21 August 2020<br/><strong>TIME:</strong>2100<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Heaven's Undercarriage, Mammoth City, NJ<br/><strong>CONTENT:</strong>Fight Club<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>After talking to his uncle, Zach needed a drink and to kick someone's ass and there was only one place on Earth where he could get both without the cops getting involved. On a highrise rooftop in Mammoth City sat New Jersey's equivalent to the Salty Splatoon called<strong>Heaven's Undercarriage</strong>. Not many knew about it even though the place wasn't a secret. It hid in plain sight above the heads of the rest of the world. Zach had heard about it--a dive bar full of aliens, freaks, metas, and monsters. That night was the perfect night for him to go and vent.<br/><br/>Zach walked passed rows of motorcycles not all from this world or plane of existence. There was a bouncer at the door twice his height and twice as ugly. His large arms were crossed before his chest as he glowered at the hooded man who approached him. He looked like a normy and how he found his way to this place confused him. The bouncer's upper lip cocked in disgust and his red eyes gleamed with irritation.<br/><br/>Zach removed a card from his hoodie pocket and held it up for the bouncer to see. The bouncer violently slapped it out of his hand and spat, "Whatcha' doin' here punk? How'd you find out about this place?"<br/><br/>Zach's hand returned to his pocket as he answered simply, "The same way you did."<br/><br/>The bouncer's right eye twitched and his face contorted into something uglier than what it was before. "You trynna' get smart with me?"<br/><br/>"My answer was intelligent to you? You would make a good contestant on Wheel of Fortune; and yes, I was making fun of you in case you couldn't figure that out."<br/><br/>The bouncer hissed and took a threatening step forward. His hands were opening and closing in his aggravation. "I'm gonna throw you off this roof!"<br/><br/>Zach's lips curled from beneath the shadow of his hood. "Not if I throw you first.<em>Mih ssot</em>."<br/><br/>The bouncer suddenly felt his clothes tighten as though an invisible hand had grabbed hold of them. He was then sent flying over the side of the roof. Zach held out his hand as his ID card flipped back into it. He tucked it away, stepped over to the door, and let himself in. As soon as he stepped through the door, the loud clamor dwindled into silence as several hateful eyes stared his way. They could hear the fading<em>Fuuuuuaaaaaaaack!</em>over his shoulder.<br/><br/>"Your doorman had an accident," Zach told the bartender who was giving him a raised brow. After a second, the noise resumed. Zach walked over to the counter and didn't bother showing his ID. He took a seat upon a stool and ordered, "Get me a vodka with a wedge of lime on the rocks."<br/><br/>The bartender had looked like a "normy" just like him--late forties, beer gut, red flannel shirt, and blue jeans. But Zach figured that the dogs weren't going to bite the hand that feeds. As the bartender prepared a glass, he had to ask, "Your friends tell you about this place?"<br/><br/>Zach removed his phone and started searching for some videos to take his mind off of his shitty day/night. The bartender couldn't tell if he was ignored or the guy didn't hear him. He didn't ask again. He set the glass before him and warned, "It's dangerous here. You know that?"<br/><br/>"That's why I'm here and maybe you should be warning other people."<br/><br/>The bartender watched Zach take a sip from his glass and resume watching his phone. It wasn't everyday a teenager came into his bar, and deep down, he felt a little protective of him. Just as he was turning to grab another glass, he paused and felt his heart skip at the bouncer's sudden return. "Look out!"<br/><br/>A heavy hand clapped down on Zach's shoulder, jarring his entire body. The bouncer's back was torn up, bloodied, and had glass and metal shrap protruding from it as though he had landed on a car. Zach's eyes flicked up from his phone in a start; and before he had a chance to do anything further, he was flying. The air rushed swiftly around him before a loud crash filled his ears. A sharp pain bit into his back as glass shattered all around him. The building was soon moving away from him and then rising. His clothes flapped in the breeze as his stomach sank during his plummet. Zach's eyes were white with alarm and his heart was hammering wildly in his chest.<br/><br/><em>POTS!</em><br/><br/>Zach's body halted in mid-air as the glass continued to fall passed him into the glowing yellow lights below. His arms and legs were outstretched and his clothing was oscillating in the currents of his magic. A pent up breath exploded from his mouth as he closed his eyes and eased his head back. His chest was rising and falling with his pants. He almost died, and if he wasn't a magician, then he knew he would have. A slow grin crept on his face as he started to laugh. He didn't know why he thought that was funny, but he couldn't help it. What a lucky break.<br/><br/><em>Pu.</em><br/><br/>Zach rose into the air, soaring back to heaven after his fall. He extended his foot and stepped back onto the ledge. Once he felt the weight of gravity bearing down on him again, his stance sank a little as he groaned. His hand went behind his neck and between his shoulders to feel a dampness and the prickle of glass. Bringing his hand back before his eyes, he saw the blood that soaked his fingers, and then glanced back to the bouncer through the gap where the door used to be. The bouncer was stomping on Zach's phone when he noticed the silhouette standing outside. Both the bouncer and the bartender were stunned to see Zach alive.<br/><br/>Zach's amber eyes were smoldering with anger and excitement as he stared down the bouncer. His hand slipped into his hoodie pocket and removed his deck of cards. The corner of Zach's mouth quirked with mischief. He removed the deck and dropped the box upon the ground.<br/><br/>"You fucked with the wrong guy," Zach threatened as his lips cracked into a malevolent grin.