Name: Zeyz Zhutch (zayz zhooch as 'days pooch')

Gender: Female, possibly more / she/they / interested. interested.

Age/DOB: young adult

Origin/Species: Zed / Zeddian, mutant

Family: abandoned Zeyz at birth, raised by scientists; abandoned from a combination of physical and slightly unnerving psionic impression she gives off

Other: Though Zeyz is 'definitely interested' in people it's more for their genes and oh no she's heard about Shy and Mel and Darkhanis now and some people 'get' why her family is all 'found' now

Height: 6'7" Build: average, toned, particularly strong for a science nerd

Hair: mottled grey, fluffy texture, kept to or just below shoulder joint but generally is kept back for Science

Eyes: green, more hazel than pine

Appearance: flat white skin, shiny obsidian (metallic) markings as shown; she is overtly a very attractive woman, with intense, even eyes, full darkly marked lips, and a very upright bearing; likes dressing in brown and gold, claiming that it makes her eyes look more green than they actually are; She has a husky voice, but can bark orders in a lab and is easily understood, she enunciates clearly when she knows any given instruction is important, surprisingly however she also has a very smooth and smoky singing voice

Genetic Abilities: very high strength genetic code alteration abilities- oh now that makes sense, see below

Mutations: two arms are very slender and may seem weak but aren't at all in fact she's often asked to open stuck jars, they're strong; they also have very tiny clinging cells on fingers, palms, and about half way up to the elbow, which gives her that grip strength as well as a very, very weird handshake

Her markings are metallic and have extremely sharp edges if she doesn't spend a while basically in a car-wash buffing salon type situation, they will also sometimes drop off, or can be pried off, and while some folks have suggested 'you can sell those!' you could, just not to any Zeddian, they would know

Image Credits: Doll Divine X-Girl

Skills or Profession: Genetic Engineer, thanks to her ability with psionic sensing and manipulation of dna. She can detect Zeddian genetics very easily, but also basically any similar mammalian regardless of their planet or dimension of origin, and she's begun learning the differences between those dimensions - what passes for 'human' on one location may be entirely different under the hood as it were, from another. She's clearly able to discern very fine details about those genetics, including whether they've been damaged by drugs, radiation, or other such conditions, even including 'age'. But importantly, she can then focus on portions of the dna and adjust them 'back to their default' or modify them to suit specific needs. Generally speaking she likes to use this to improve what exists, and mitigate what may be damaged, but if she's encouraged too much by those new scientists off at Twoarth's school... oh, yes, she will certainly want to try new things. She's spent enough time listening to Darkhanis Paveh's classes on their long distance sub-ether radio on the Caledrus, to understand that the power she has is both very useful and highly contentious. But she figures with volunteers - and not victims - what can go wrong?

She has spent all her life with scientists and thankfully they also included ethics and philosophy in her early life. So Zeyz knows the difference there, between right and wrong, not just right-oriented or left-twisting DNA. That's not to say she's tremendously philosophical about any of this. There are people who need help to process proteins or halt the spread of disease, and she will do her best to fix what ails them.

Personality: Not markedly social, she's the type of person who will lurk in the sidelines of a party - not a wallflower, she will dance and even jump on a table and do karaoke if asked. But she... definitely has a way of just intently staring at someone until they notice, and not just blow it off. She'll up and tell them "your genes are delightful". Whether they notice that she's talking about their DNA and not (usually) their denim pants... She does know how to take no for an answer: if you don't allow her, she won't touch your genes. Or Jeans. But generally if you let her, she's going to do some fantastic things either way.

Events or History: From birth until about 2 months, she stayed with her biological parents, until her extremely weird skin 'disorder' appeared. She was hard to pry off if she clung with her oddly spindly second hands, and just. The way she looked into her mother's eyes? There was something about the depth that she saw even before her physical eyes could focus. They surrendered her to a group that handled 'difficult to raise' children - those with far worse than just oddly sticky hands and a creepy stare. Assessing her as a toddler, they realized she had tremendous potential in the health care industry and as such immediately paired her with a team of like minded scientists. Many of them were unable to have their own children and she was fostered through the next dozen years among those she now calls peers. She passed her healer and health care standard exams, and went on to start working with genetics, and it was about then that the Caledrus made its pass through their part of the galaxy again. She isn't alone as a Zeddian here, though she is perhaps a lot more nerdy-sciency than most. When they introduced her to the idea that maybe she could also befriend a dragon, sparks flew. Where to go? Who to find?

Well. This answers that.

Dragon

Name: Faithful Scholar
Gender: Male
Size/Shoulder/Length: small, 7'4" s / 28' l / 40' ws
Colors: Orange; body scales pale orange with distinct scales, belly armor and tail spade much more bright orange with strong yellow highlight; wingsails muted orange-tan; horns/claws grey, eyes red
Features: Elessadian dragon; scaled, reptile, must bond (curse)
Powers: Winged Flight; though quite capable in the flight dome, he prefers to remain either near the ground, or fly with other smaller dragons his size. He's actually more comfortable on the ground than anywhere else, assisting as he does with moving supplies and chatting up patients who seem to need a little nudge to relax before an exam
Verbal Speech, Body Language; Faith understands the complexity of language in a way that most do not, and he is highly tuned to watching his four-armed companion, as well as those of her breed, for their subtle cues and meanings that might not be spoken. He has a large vocabulary particularly suited to biology and sciences, but also has memorized a great many of the songs that the Caledrus' sound system plays in the rec center. He has a soft demeanor but if you start riling him up Zeyz is not going to stop him from teaching you a bit of a lesson. His horns conceal the odd ear holes of his breed, but also strongly enhance his hearing, and he can pick up on sighs, fast heart beats, nervous tapping, and the like while watching over the ship's infirmary or waiting room
Magical Immunity, believe it or not there are still some folks with actual magic around this spaceship, and no, they cannot harm - or heal - him...
Unassisted Firebreath, *gives you a horrified look* not going to burn down the place, Faith is okay with using his breath weapon on camping trips or to have a bonfire at the simulated beach on the flight dome's floor, but isn't adept enough to haphazardly spew fire everywhere, so he doesn't...
Parentage: Crack Spirit + Starlight Forest
Origin: Nidus Asteri, DragonFlight
Other Info: Notably he has very precise control over his dorsal spines, and can use them to aid in silent communication to Zeyz at a distance