(Sorry it's so long, I'm kind of taking this opportunity to create the Deathstalkers.)

"Okay. We're pretty messed up, if you think about it. We are only created for one thing; to kill. I'm really the only exception. That's why I'm here right now. Anyways, Deathstalkers love to cause pain and harm to others, they think of it as a game. They don't mind being hurt themselves either. But since they took to long to heal after getting hurt, they started learning healing. Now they can hurt each other as much as they want, and heal so they can do it all over again. They got excited when prisoners were captured because they got to torture them. From the beginning, they could shape shift. It made it easier to sneak up on someone, since they didn't expect a squirrel or bunny to attack. One day, they took their 'games' to far. The Deathstalkers started a war with themselves, splitting the population in half. They made bombs to try to harm the other side to the point where they couldn't be healed. Both sides released the bombs, and blew up the planet. Since I was the only one who didn't find violence a game, I was the only one who escaped. Before the bombs blew up. I was 13 at the time. I came to Earth because it wasn't too far away. So... yeah."

(I know he feels guilty about that too, but he's an idiot that won't just go talk to her no matter how much I nudge him smh)

(What's a good ship without some bumps, am I right? #ZethZian)

Traqil

"What a peculiar species," he mumbled, clearly distant in his own mind. He thought of the similarities between the death-stalkers, and the variations between species. He couldn't pin any other species quite as violent as that. Hexic's people were...unique to say the least.
"I understand that must have been hard for you. Thank you for sharing that with me. Your people seem vastly different from any others I can think of at the moment."


Zethrin

She was about ten minutes deep in the shower when she could vaguely be heard...singing? Yup... Zethrin was one of many 'shower concert' singers. She was singing some old earth pop song from many years ago. Possibly 'Confident' by that one artist...Demetria something? Oh right, Demi Lovato.

"Yup. But at least I'm here, and after I'm gone. There won't be any Deathstalkers left. A world without Deathstalkers is safer. Unfortunately, it's gonna take a long time for me to die. I'm only, like, 23. Deathstalkers live to be about 300 years old."

Scias
The singing got Scias' attention. He wasn't too interested in Hexic's history, finding the whole thing to be dumb and boring anyways.. He'd heard it before.

Honestly, how dumb does a species have to be to cause a planet to explode from a bomb?
It annoyed him just thinking about it, so he stopped and scurried to the bathroom door to sit outside and listen to that instead.

He hadn't realized how nice her voice was before, come to think of it.

(Hexic is only smart one then, cuz he no get blown up. That was a compliment to Hexic, nothing can change my mind, too bad for you Scias.)

(keep in mind that Scias is still mentally a teenager. 19, but yeah. He doesn't really go out of his way to hate on Hexic so much as hate him because he thinks he's stupid and hates stupid people. He's socially oblivious enough to not realize he's being a jerk, but really this speaks more volumes on Scias than it does Hexic, lol.)

(Ya Scias, he be the smarts boi lol

Also, curious, forgive me. How long does a darrazi take to recover from damage such as Scias'? Even better, do you have a calculated average time of recovery found by the extent of the physical damage taken?)

Traqil

"Ah, I see, a durable species," TikTac muttered, mentally taking note of all he was hearing. He was about to question Scias as well, but he soon realized the small rodent had gone.
"I suppose he was a bit tired himself." Traqil, in his trademarked soft tone, continued to strike up a conversation with Hexic.
"I don't suppose you have a favorite species, do you?"
TikTac could think of several species he was fascinated by, but wasn't sure in any claimed the title as his favorite. Every species was just so unique, with an assortment of aspects that differentiated them form other kinds of organism, so it was hard to chose just one.


Zethrin

Zethy had sang bits and pieces of many different songs by the time her ten minute shower was done.
Once she had finished, she was visibly exhausted. The rarity and comfort brought by a hot shower was enough to make her pass out right on the bathroom floor. She had thrown on the first shirt her fingers touched, which happened to be one of Traqil's, and considerably larger than her regular shirt size. A 5'1" girl like her looked even smaller in a 6'3" man's shirt.
Her eyes were barely open as she trudged through the halls, climbing into ned and curling up with one of the complimentary soft blankets that she had been so excited about.

(On the offhand chance you've ever watched a Goofy Movie I kinda imagine Scias to sort of be like an edgier Max Goof. Definitely has the same level of scheming and general embarrassment of people to his own detriment. Weird character to compare Scias too but similar mentalities are definitely there)

Scias
He considered briefly trying to talk to her as he took a step or two absentmindedly to follow her, but at this point, he figured she was probably exhausted what from saving him and trekking all the way out here to.. get away from him?

He almost facepalmed on realizing this. God, he really was an idiot.
He made his way back to the couch solemnly and curled up on a pillow that was laying over the arm of it, attempting to sleep before he thought any further into this.

"I was kind of isolated from a lot of stuff for a while. Since I was born blind and deaf. I don't know many different species. So I guess I don't have a favorite species."