"Mudhole?! Slimy?! My home this is!"

Hazard, as the young theelin had begun calling himself more than a decade ago was hiding from the heat. He was laying low on this... horrible mud ball of a planet. The partially red, one claw, one human arm half theelin, half zeltron was here not by choice. Hazard was the kind of guy who could literally turn up anywhere. He was just that kind of guy. He wasn't bad looking, if you could get over the red and his current baldness. That and that half of his body was covered in scales and one arm had a claw on it. He also boasted a forked tongue, which was in no way useful in his current situation.

Hazard had crash landed in an escape pod after hitching a ride from some Trandoshans who he had decided to steal most of their credits and rushed out of their slaver ship in a hurry. Luckily, they had an escape pod and he was more than happy to take it off their hands! Which left him in his current predicament. He needed a way off this blasted and god forsaken mud ball of a rock. He sighed to himself and wondered here to go. He was cold. He was partially cold-blooded and he could have survived in the swamp probably. Though, all the bioware and cyberware in his body had no intention of cooperating if he actually decided to try something so uncouth. In fact, Hazard hated this place and wanted to burn the entire planet on general principles.

He screamed at the top of his lungs, which was probably a bad idea because of other predators that could be on the prowl. Though, Hazard hadn't thought that far ahead. He pulled out of his datapads and sync'd it to his sensor array in his head. There were too many life forms and useless friggen trees to see anything in the dense and lush vegetation of Degobah. "OH MY GOD THIS PLANET IS A NIGHTMARE MADE MANIFEST BY A DAEMON FROM THE DEPTHS OF THE THOUGHT BOMB!” He said out loud mainly to satisfy his own complete annoyance.

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Force assisted Knowledge:: Sense -
Hazard's mind is a ball of garbage, and it's in programming and logic language. But it's more or less a beacon of thought as he constantly thinks too much. Every single action he makes is calculated, if the force user is a slicer they could easily read his actions, otherwise it comes off as logical garbage.
Gear :: Hazard is equipped with his DD6, his Scatter Blaster, a small bag of rations, two datapads, a few credsticks and his clothes.

Hazard, was actually decent at fighting. Though him showing you was a very rare occurrence. While he carried two blasters, a DD6, known for its enhanced heavy bolts. Alongside a D50, commonly known in the bounty hunter trade for the panel at the end of the barrel with a bunch of laser receivers, so it could fire four shots at once, specifically for force users. Hazard himself, was not good at using a blaster. He kept them because they made good threats, and because he had bio-ware and cyber-ware that could do most of the gun-slinging for him. However he now stood face to face with the one thing in the galaxy that he was absolutely sure, would literally kill him in an instant.

Hazard, blinked, his scaled eyes focusing on the robes and small cylindrical tube at the young woman's waist. "I surrender, and I believe anything you say please don't blast me with psychic energy and destroy my mind! I need it, I'm one of the most bad ass slicers in the galaxy. I could ruin your ex boyfriend's social media for the rest of his life!” He as his hands went straight up in a pose of surrender. His body started releasing his Zeltron pheromones, he had used them to not die on more than one occasion and this seemed as good a time as any to not get killed by something that every holonet forum had flat out told him would telekinetically tear him apart limb from limb.

So, Hazard found himself in a ridiculous pose, on a terrible planet, and wanting to be not here. "Hi there, I'm a completely harmless and non-threatening city lizard and I would... like to get off this rock.
So if you aren't going to use your ravestick to gut me like a fish and serve me up with rykk and correllian butterflies might I ask if you can get me the hell off this swamp. I have credits. I do! I just stole them!”

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Kaiza Pawaro,

Hazard blinked. He kept his hands up for obvious reasons. His eyes darted around, and looked at all the mud covering her. Hazard was actually completely confused as to why she was trudging in the muck. He hadn't sighed pretty heavily as he looked at his hands. He wasn't sure if he should leave them up. Then again, she was definitely more together than the Theelin was. Since his pheromones from his Zeltron weren't working, he toned them down. His nose itched and his claws didn't seem happy with whatever was going on.

"I crashed here after stealing an escape pod from some guys I stole from. I don't want to be here anymore, and if you have a way to get off this planet. I would pay you for it. If you want to kill me, might as well just get it over with, cause honestly I hate this place.” Hazard said to her as he yawned. He obviously didn't have a lot of care, while scared, it didn't ever really define him. He really didn't like this place. That's true

"As for who I am, that's a very interesting question. Some people call me Hazard, some people call me Chance, some call me Legate. I go by a lot of names, I don't actually remember my own much anymore.
I'm a half theelin half zeltron asshole who constantly gets himself in over his head and upcreek without a paddle. Hence today's wonderful terrible turn of events.”

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Kaiza Pawaro
Sense- Hazard knows his own name, he's lying about it.

The young man looked at the female like she was crazy, and extremely racist. He wanted to jump into the muck and drown himself on general principles. It would end this nonsense faster than whatever was going on. "Look lady, I only know that weird cylinders quite literally cut through scales like butter. On top of it, you're extremely species racist. Zeltron and Theelin are relatively well known in the galaxy thank you very much!” Hazard said as he stuck his forked tongue out at her like a annoyed teenager. He didn't know the difference between what kind of force users.

Hazard flinched away from the girl. He wasn't used to being close to people. They weren't holonet persona. This was weird. He wanted to be not here. He didn't have any obvious wounds, say for the blaster scoring on his scales, but it wasn't anything to write home about. Then he looked ecstatic as he remembered that she said he had a ship. He blinked at her a few more times, his scaled eyelids covering his eyes. "You can get me off this rock, on thank the lizard gods. How far is your quest, will it take long? I'm sorry I called you a racist miss sheltered lady. I'm Hazard, Slicer extraordinaire if I say so myself. And I'm standing like this so you don't shoot me, or dismember me or other things to me.”

He put his hands down finally and rubbed his hand against his jacket. He really felt out of place on this rock and with young lady on her way to finding the treasure and defeated the ugnaught demon or something. Holonet games were too much. He chuckled to himself at that thought and rolled his shoulders. He wanted to leave, and if he had to slay a dragon with her, why not. He motioned for her to go first. He would live longer that way, more leeway to run.

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Kaiza Pawaro

Hazard felt like he was being taken for a fool, but she could help him and that really seemed to matter more at the current moment. He stepped down into the bog, and a few warnings came up on his Augmented reality, both of his blasters were now unusable. Well, that was fan-fraggin-tastic. He really didn't like crash landing here. Last time he every pissed off some Trandoshans without a better route that only followed the Hydian way. He rolled his shoulders and kept moving behind her, definately more out of his element than the farm-girl superpowered monstrosity, ahead of him. He got himself out a few seconds later, mad about his misstep.

He shivered a bit, goosebumps forming on the part of his body not covered in scales. It was like being in an ice bath and a shower at the same time. His parents had been nice about the fact that he was half and half which made a lot of things difficult. Luckily, Zeltron were good at two things, and Theelin were good at one of the same and one other. Unfortunately, together it was a weird combination for him. He thought about a few different things as he followed along behind the young Judi? He was pretty sure he got that wrong, as far as he knew the Force was superpowered nonsense.

"Huh?” He said softly at her words when he looked at the thick roots of the tree in front of them. He wandered over to it, not bothering to question the person who clearly had way more experience than him in this category. It wasn't the biggest uninviting hole, but being a lizard had its perks. He had decent low-light vision as well. His tongue slid out of his mouth for a second as he looked around, it was more to check his hydration than anything else.

It wasn't nice, but it was dry. Going further into the uninviting hole seemed like a bad idea. Though Hazard braved it, his claw flexing as if just to be sure it still was responding to his commands. He wanted to go home, take a nice bath, and lounge on the holonet for a week. He could have done so for a little longer even with the money he had stolen. That was assuming he made it home alive. "It's dry, but if we know that something else that's creepy probably does too...” Hazard said out loud before grumbling under his breath. "What the hell am I doing out here...”

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Kaiza Pawaro,

Hazard pulled out his small set of rations and water. No reason to waste the nice lady's. He only had these left, however. Hazard sighed as he watched the fire, taking his blasters out and setting them down one at a time as he leaned against part of the cave. He nodded in thanks to the young Mirialan and shifted himself to try and get decently comfortable to no avail.

"So, is there a reason you like such a swamp bog of nonsense? Is this like a vacation spot for you?” Hazard asked as his tongue shifted again. There was finally a bit more hydration in his blodo stream and he was happy about it. He looked at her small container, that actually seemed really handy. He would have to get one of them later. He would have even scanned it but wasting power didn't seem like a good idea around here.
He didn't have a way to get a lot of calories if he wasted his energy powering his cyberware. His hand wandered up to his head and scratched at some of his scales lightly before moving over the fire.

Hazard looked at the olive-skinned alien politely and shifted his weight once more. He looked back at the fire and wished that he was going to make it out of this alive. He was lucky he hadn't been found by something that wanted to eat him. Though, he was paranoid anyway, she seemed way too sheltered. He should introduce her to the more fun areas of the holonet at a later time. She might enjoy it, or have a psychotic episode. "So, what are you looking for anyway?” Hazard asked a bit curious.

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Kaiza Pawaro

Hazard nodded at her as she began to meditate. That confused him, maybe she was a TK artist as well? Did super laser sword people need the ability to use Teras Kasi Artistry? Hazard shrugged it off and left the small hole to sit on one of the roots that was above their makeshift home. He picked up some of the systems in his cyberware in order to sift through his different vision settings and such. It all didn't matter to him but he wanted to at least make sure she thought he could do his job.

Hazard's claw moved down on top of the trunk of the tree and scratching symbols into it of different holonet icons and then disabled his systems again. He was shifting and sighed lightly as he looked around. His eyes were darting from one place to another as the world moved by slowly. He only turned on his cyberware and augmented reality to make sure the young lady was still below him every once in a while. He did what he could to stifle the boredom, but the lizard like young man eventually found himself trying to balance for fun on top of one of the other tree branches.

Eventually, even that got boring and he waited until he heard something. His eyes shifted and he sensed a chill on the back of his neck. It was a primal fear, his instincts told him to run, but his curiosity told him to find out what it was. It was like he was being watched, though, eventually the presence was gone. His tongue slid out with a hiss and then retreated into his mouth as he nodded. "Wonder what she's meditating about, Maybe she can enhance her muscles too?” Hazard wondered out loud before he started singing.

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Kaiza Pawaro

Hazard let his tongue slide out again as he hissed. Then he leaned back again as he continued singing. He was honestly quite bored, it had been a few hours and he was hard pressed to figure out what to do. There were already a number of different symbols carved lightly into the tree from his claw as he finally heard the young woman sir. Seconds later her feet pattered and she was outside the makeshift cave as Hazard looked down at her and then Hazard's instincts kicked in again. Animals, run from danger. Primal dangers, fear of the dark, fear of predators, fear of a lot of different things. His mind was racing as he suddenly moved on his weight to stand up.

Hazard hadn't even realized he had gotten up, and it was just then he noticed, his voice was the only sound he had heard in a good ten minutes. The young man looked at the olive green young woman and blinked, his scale shifting over his eyes as his eyelids tapped together. The air and smell slammed into him before the voice. Which was not something Hazard had ever wanted. The stench made him wretch slightly and his eyes started to shudder as it spoke. No, his entire body was quaking at it spoke. This was a voice that his mind couldn't cope with, couldn't exist. This thing was like a zombie out of a holonet game.

He was freaking out, but luckily freaking out meant the quaking, and his claw managed to pierce his skin, waking him up as some of the mumified zombie thingies looked at Kaiza. "What the...” Hazard said under his breath before biting at his lip. He was trying to get himself to move. Centering, as Teras Kasi called it, was the art of numbing out mental thoughts to force additional brain functions into muscle tissue. It was dangerous.

"Those are Zombies!!!!!!!! WHY ARE THERE ZOMBIES?!” Hazard said scrambling up the tree like a scared cat, using his claw for leverage. He wasn't brave, and he wasn't a hero. Hazard had never done anything noteworthy in his life. He survived by getting close enough to punch someone's chest in and then spending a few weeks in a bacta tank, or by not fighting.

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Kaiza Pawaro

Hazard's claw shifted as he reached down with his free hand and grabbed the DD6 at his hip and started shooting wildly.  Not for any reason but to test if they were moving by sound or some kind of vision.  He hopped himself off the tree once he was sure of what it was and headed towards the direction that Kaiza had last been heard.  He hissed angrily at the nearest zombi-like thing.  Then he heard the voice.   Hazard shifted his weight and did what he had done to the weird force girl earlier.  He holstered his blaster and threw his hands up in surrender. 

Hazard, had actually thought this over quite a bit.  The voice wasn't coming from these things, and on top of it, it had said living.  So if the Zombies decided to kill him, they would have screwed up the job.  It also meant they were controlled, common idea in holonet games for the most part.  He let himself be dragged away the moment all of the monsters came bearing down on him.  Preferring to shut off his sensors and close his eyes and wait to anything else.  Fear made you smart.  Hazard was scared.  He was a pathetic chicken.  Getting hurt so that they could drag him off didn't seem like something he wanted.  Really, because if he was hurt before he shattered his own bones and muscles, then the effectiveness was much less.


Fighting dirty, Teras Kasi, slicing, and generally being a pain in the ass were Hazard's entire mo.  Plus, he still needed a ship which the girl who was currently already captured would have.  Hazard had done this a few times, though not with zombies.  If someone wanted you alive, it usually gave you more time to think of a way out, it also gave you more time to come up with a sly lie and a little false hope.  "I hate everything, cause zombies are apparently a thing now.... and I hate space wizards, and this is all hilarious, what level are the "wes" that are trying to eat me?  Did they get zombie raise as a class skill at level eighteen or did they have to buy it?”   He said humorously with his eyes closed as the zombies dragged him away.  He realized he already had scrapes and scratches from the monsters as he was being dragged along, but nothing bad enough to stop the ace up his sleeve.  He was trying to find other things to laugh at, which was pretty easy considering the circumstances.  He was royally screwed, but he usually faced fear with humor.   If he was gonna die, then he was dead and there was nothing more to it.  If he wasn't, well then at least there were now people that may have access to a ship to get him off this rock.  Hazard was nothing if not practical.

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Kaiza Pawaro

Hazard sighed and rolled his eyes, he tried his wireless functions and realized that he was once again in the middle of nowhere, and that this place sucked.  Of course the creepy space magic monster only cared about the weird space wizard.  Made sense, Hazard was shuddering as his scaled eyelids slid over his eyes.   A second later all of his internal implants and organic musculature that had been cultured in a tank shut down.  Like his mind, they all rebooted, almost in a different function.  If his mind was a shuddering upon itself as it pulled up a timer on his augmented reality.

Teras Kasi, combined with bio-ware enhanced muscles and cybernetics.  This was the combat style that Hazard actually had.  It wasn't about the guns on his hip, but they helped.  The problem was, it was a shit combat style.  Hazard's entire body had a second set of boot priorities.  Which lead to forcibly using his cybernetics to shut down the corrective signals that stop the brain from damaging the body.  It worked for the countdown that was now completely visible to Hazard's eyes.  After which, he was basically screwed anyway and that was the end of the game.  Space magic sucked, if he had to end the game, he was going to end it his way.

After all, Hazard wasn't brave, Hazard wasn't a hero.  He was nothing but a coward that figured if he was going to die, last ditch effort and take you with him. "My name... is Hazard!! and I am no fly, I am a LIZARD!”    He said to the skeletons around him as he flexed his clawed hand and then reached with his strength to the head of the corpse and used it to haul himself away from the group as his boot screen suddenly posted the words ||Complete 4 Seconds Remaining||.

Hazard did what he did best, he rushed past the skeletons at the creepy fetid monstrosity in front of him.  Normal biological human-like species used between ten and fifteen percent of their muscles, as to stop their bones from shattering upon use.  The mom pulls a car off her baby argument.  Hazard's entire body was now at around eighty percent usage, and strength of most muscle tissue, is exponential.  A small warning indicator in his vision began to flash as he ran full speed towards the necromancer.  His claw reaching out, which was the problem, Hazard didn't have the force.  He couldn't use magic, none of this was his purview.  The countdown was at three as he reached the Necromancer, who traded power to the choke hold for a second strike of telekinetic strength at the lizard, who felt the wave and simply hammed his claw into the ground and hurled himself through it. 

The bio-sensor in Hazard's body was red almost everywhere as fractures began to appear in his reinforced bone structure, and his muscles all began to tense.  He was able to get into range and swing his claw at the necromancer, who answered pretty much how the young man expected to die, another wave of telekinetic force slammed into him as one of his claws barley managed to tear into her torso, the lightsaber dropped, as did Kaiza.  Unfortunately, the screen indicator screamed warnings. ||WARNING Limits restored||  The screen flashed and with that, Hazard, collapsed as his torn muscles and fractured limbs left him fighting for consciousness through the pain, and at the mercy of the necromancer.  "Better than being eaten...”   The Theelin said to no one in particular from the ground.  When had he fallen?

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Kaiza Pawaro

Hazard didn't seem to care that he was now being electrocuted.  In fact, it really didn't matter as his body jerked around, and his cybernetics all began to go haywire.  He couldn't care, he was unconscious seconds after the witch had started on him anyway.  The best part about inflicting too much pain on the brain is that it eventually just shuts down.   Hazard's collapsed as his body rattled and jerked as his muscles convulsed and continued fragmenting bones.  Though making them spasm after he had already overheated all of them seemed kind of remorseless. 

So, at least the suffering wasn't really there.  Then again, neither was his ability to do anything besides get charred to a crisp.  His body simply flailed as the different muscles spasms caused more internal damage to his body.  Considering how far out in the boonies he was, he was pretty much dead anyway.  The crazy witch lady was kind of just being the nearly dead lizard all the way into the ground.   A few seconds later, he wouldn't be breathing anyway as his diaphragm constricted too much to allow him to breathe anyway.

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Kaiza Pawaro

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Hazard has no other tricks up his sleeves, you're free to kill him if you want.

Hazard didn't move or respond. While he was breathing, it was basically ragged and labored. He couldn't, his body was sucking bio-electricty out of it to power what was left of his broken body. It wasn't really a good place for the Theelin to be. He was internally bleeding, his muscles were all basically juice, and there were too many stress fractures to count. Not the saddest state someone could be in, but short of medical assistance, he was pretty much dead. Time wouldn't heal all wounds, if he survived long enough to get off the terrible planet.

The most the water serve to do was make him half-choke trying to get it down his throat while unconscious. Though the fact his throat closed got his eye that hadn't suffered severe hemotoma to open so he could roll just enough to spit it out. He spit the water and then rolled back onto his back. He looked from his one half-open eye at her and remembered he wasn't dead. He wanted to be. "Everfing hutz.” The theelin spat.

Hazard passed out again a few minutes later. If he had ever really been conscious for more than a few seconds to begin with. He was in worse shape than he wanted to be, it was why he didn't center very often. Then again he wasn't usually slammed by waves of telekinetic energy. Space magic was such bs in his opinion. He rolled to the side looking at her as he tried to draw attention to the bacta stim on his hip. It might not really help with the amount of damage he had but it would give him a little less pain. Hazard never thought he would die on such a useless swamp of a planet with a racist magical psychopath.

When the freighter flew overhead, Hazard just shifted and groaned. He looked at the psychopath who had LIT A FIRE IN THE MIDDLE OF A FOREST, and wanted to be away from here before the entire planet went up in a blaze of glory. Common sense must be something only people without space magic did. Hazard hated all of this. He wondered why space mages were all arsonists. That kind of got to him. It was all so very confusing. Hazard waited for the ship, preferring to not talk and hopefully get dropped in a kolto tank for a few days. Being at the mercy of a crazy person didn't seem like something he wanted to make a habit out of. He needed a scanner that picked up magical morons so he could avoid them on general principles.

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Kaiza Pawaro,