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Liu Zander
By ruthanolis
The timer clicks. A shrill and constant buzzing spreads throughout the room, echoing off the pristine white walls.
A figure turns, intent on the origin of the sound. Of average height, the young man wears a very casual shirt of rough material. Once it was probably a bright red, but with constant wear and the far from odd spot, the colour has become dull and faded. His dark blue pants have a number of stains of no specific origin on the thighs, and the cuffs are frayed and threadbare. But that is the way he likes them: comfortable.
Despite the clothing, his appearance is neat and tidy. His skin is clean, if a little darker than most. Hands, gently resting on someone's shoulders, are strong and soft, with his arms showing off a lithe and athletic physique. His gentle face is framed buy an oddly neat mess of hair, and his entire appearance lends to an aura of inner strength and friendliness.
"Hold that thought, Sarah," he says softly to an obviously distraught girl. "I'll be right back," he tells her when her eyes meet his large dark ones.
Racing across the room, he punches the buzzer off and turns a dial. The heat emanating from underneath the stainless container slowly fades to almost nothing. He wipes a thick lock of his straight, inky black hair away from his face. Carefully lifting the lid of the container with a clean cloth, he peers inside at the deep black of the liquid. He sniffs gently, taking the aroma in and smiling broadly.
"Perfect!" he exclaims, and a small group of similarly engrossed people turn to stare at him.
"What?" the young man asks, turning to face them. "There's no point making coffee only half right!"
He shakes his head and returns his attentions to the pot. Then, collecting the container along with a couple of mugs, Zander walks back over to the girl and, placing one arm about her shoulder, leads her out of the kitchen.
Liu Zander
Zander is the second youngest of the Liu clan, at 18 years old and only a few minutes older than Remme. Like his siblings, he is fully appreciative of a good prank here and there, but the true focus of his life is cooking. A self-proclaimed "Master of culinary arts", Zander is most at home in the kitchen wing of the ship, inventing new dishes, training new staff, and collaborating with Dr. Landale about fitness and nutrition programs. Truly gifted in all things edible, food is the one thing Zander would never dare desecrate with a practical joke.
Being nearly the youngest, Zander of course has no memories of his parents. He relies on Remme and, oddly enough, Heath, for his rolemodels, though lately he spends more time with Dr. Landale than either of them. He is an excellent giver of advice, though he is often hard to get ahold of what with the busy schedule he maintains. He keeps a cot in the kitchen so that he can always be on hand if needed, so he isn't often in the room he shares with Ein and Pander, which may be for the best because Ein never stops with the guitar.
Zander is regarded as more of a dork than even Eric.
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