Haze had, at this time been cleaning his Advanced mech "Duty", a Mech around 21 feet bigger than an ATLAS, completly black with two large missle launchers held by its arms, and a strange weapon holsted on its shoulder, from the size of it it was like somone could crawl inside it and take control of the arms and other limbs directly from their own movmentsand cleaning the large, currently he heard about the conflicts sprouting around in alliance space, He hadnt been deployed, Just yet, Still he was AWOL from Cerberus, Like many before him, but lossing DUTY and Haze himself had taken considerate drawbacks from Cerberus's Mech programs, He was ready, Primed and Loaded for bare, Haze was ready to strike at a momments notice... There was One itsy bitsy problem... Where to? He didnt have many contacts since he left Cerberus.. SO he was looking for work, Atleast to keep him busy, and halfly sane...