A new recipe was currently plaguing Hamza's thoughts. For whatever reason he just couldn't seem to get the consistency to be what he wanted. The sauce was always far too thin, it ran like water. He'd tried the usual methods of thickening it but that somehow simply resulted in the whole thing...
It was nice to have gotten an invitation from Councilor Fynn for a workout. Hamza didn't know the Jedi leadership super well and he was looking forward to getting to know at least one of them a little better.
Plus, he was always a sucker for pumping iron in the gym. Though he usually stuck to...
The smell of food had drawn people to Hamza just as he'd hoped it would. The plates were moving just as fast as he was able to put new food onto the grill, but to be honest Hamza couldn't be happier. Finally managing to peer up from his work, Hamza was surprised to see someone he recognized...
Hamza didn't say much as the others talked about what they thought might be best - though he did make sure to shoot Maura an approving glance to show the padawan he agreed with her ideas. To be honest, he was actually a little impressed with how quickly she'd come up with them. Learning under...
As Hamza walked, the sudden pipping up of a small voice caused him absolutely zero surprise. It had become quite evident he'd managed to acquire a stowaway when his food stores were dwindling even faster than they normally did. Not to mention, the little Jedi was starting to get a little bit of...
The aftermath of the Killik attack on Thyferra had been devastating. Not even taking into account the tremendous loss of life - which pained Hamza's heart very greatly - it had shown the galaxy that one of its most precious resources was vulnerable. The Force had been with the Thyferrians and...