( needless to say, over the past couple of weeks zack has been through some Stuff. with a capital 's'. because it's that Serious.

again, capital 's'. is the point coming across?

the snow is beginning to melt, but there's still enough that it's still deep enough in parts that he and his puppy self have to hop to get around. it's just like when anyone first saw him – hop, pause, hop hop pause, sit on haunches and maybe scratches an ear …

but see, this is where the machine chooses to have even more fun with him. he's picked himself back up and is in mid-hop when POOF. there is no longer a black puppy with bright blue eyes shuffling his way through the snow. there is now a familiar-looking boy with spiky black hair face first in the snow with his butt stuck up in the air.

because that's what happens when you suddenly find yourself turned back into your original form in the middle of a hop in the snow.

zack sputters, face and hair full of snow, and though shaking his head dislodges most of it, he still looks like he's been dusted with powdered sugar. )

What –

WHAT THE CRAP!?

( ooc; experiment's over~ hope everybody had fun! )

[Menzies is standing out on the now-empty Plane today when she makes both an announcement and a radio broadcast to any either near enough or tuned in to hear]

This is DI Menzies, to everyone on the Plane. I... [she hesitates. while her appearance is mostly consistent with her normal, composed self, for a second there's uncharacteristic nervousness in her demeanor that she's obviously trying to fight. but it's gone as quickly as it came, and she's all business again] I've got reason to believe there might be a flood on the Plane. Maybe it'll be related to the recent snow--I don't know. It might not even 'appen. But it could do, and I'd rather we were prepared than not.

So, any of you out there with access to safety equipment like life jackets or, hell, even a raft--anything you could temporarily bring to the Plane and store in public areas could be crucial. This includes water bottles and sealed, nonperishable food. I'll set up supplies on the top floors of the higher buildings.

[she pauses there. and then, with a sigh, adds:] Look, I know what this sounds like, and it's possible nothing's gonna 'appen. But this could be real, and lives could depend on being ready. I'll coordinate things if you've got any more ideas. Out.

[she shuts off the radio and takes in a deep breath. she has more reason than just the snow to suspect a flood--she's seen an ocean in her dreams, showing a moon and stars both above and below. and while the dreams are vague enough that she can't be sure to expect a literal flood, she's afraid there might be. still, knowing how strange the scenes in the dream are, she only hopes she's warning the people here about the right danger]

[Menzies stays out on the Plane for a while to repeat her warning. anyone who talks to her in person might notice that she's now wearing a ring on the ring finger of her left hand. but she's worried about a lot more right now than making an announcement like that]