<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fb/Izzek.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Izzek Morai (https://docs.google.com/document/d/14-CNPhvL5T6c2iNN0wLlO61fBPtltGfSx0EiD8y6nxI/edit?usp=sharing)<br/><strong>Career</strong>: Bounty Hunter<br/><strong>Specializations</strong>: Operator<br/><strong>Wounds:</strong>0/12<br/><strong>Strain:</strong>0/14<br/><hr/><br/>Izzek rolled his eyes. "While we're at it, is Oded cleared for sniper rifles?" he countered. "I'm pretty sure he hasn't earned that merit badge yet." As far as Izzek was concerned, the only uniform Oded had any right to wear was the SAGroup's knee-shorts. Still, it was worth having him on the team, just to watch him squirm; the lone patriot in a band of scum and villainy.<br/><br/>Mila's enthusiasm for the plan caught the Zabrak slightly off-guard, though admittedly he probably knew her the least of everyone on the team. He'd always pegged her as a "good girl," eager to prove herself to the brass. Maybe she had a little renegade streak in her after all. Still, she was easy enough on the eyes, and he had no problems being her "master" for an evening.