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Message: <blockquote data-quote="Kaz Lo" data-source="post: 891356" data-attributes="member: 4561">As no one came to his door to wake him, and he has a terrible knack for sleeping through the takeoffs and landings of starships (a habit which has negated any use for an alarm clock), Kaz finally steps out of his room looking disheveled and bleary-eyed.  He still wears his usual clothes and hasn't packed any of his things."What in the samheel is goin' on out here?" He says around a yawn, "Oh, hey there Deel.  We goin' huntin or what?"After receiving a compensatory beratement for his tardiness, the Zabrak hurriedly packs his things and redresses accordingly.  Despite his best efforts (or entire lack thereof as the case may be), he still maintains oil stains on his fingers and the random smear somewhere on his face.</blockquote>