Shadowdeep

"So...let me get this straight," The space pirate known as Captain Kev Michaels said as he sat at the table across from his contact, and friend, Brett Gannon. "I have to transport someone to the far outer rim so that they can pick up some item at some old plante, then I simply need to drop this person back off here?" He quirked a brow. "And the payment for this is will be a hefty amount of credits?" Brett nodded. "Yes, easy as pie my man!" Kev frowned. "None of the jobs I've ever done for you have been easy. So who am I transporting? Some kind of wanted man? Why do I have the feeling that you're getting me into more trouble? Brett looked u

Jedi Padawan Nate Raine sat on the bench next to his Master in the practice arena. He watched intently as two padawans finally finished their duel and bowed to each other. He glanced towards the Judge who would call out the names of the next two padawans that were selected to duel. He was hoping his name would be one of the next to be drawn. Sitting beside Nate, his Jedi Master Kon-Rad O'Conner was conversing quietly with his friend Jedi Master Raul and on the other side of Raul, sat Nate's friend and fellow padawan Verdin Darkwalker. Nate could tell without looking that Verdin was anxious as well for his turn to duel. Just then, the name of

"You are testing my patience." This sith lord growled to the scoundrel as he pried the blaster from the man's grip. The cantina had fallen silent when the scoundrel had tried to take a shot at the sith lord and missed. Shortly there after, the scoundrel felt himself force pushed back against the concrete wall and was unable to move his body. The sith lord known as Chris Raine, had approached, drawing forth a metal staff from its sheath across his back. The sith lord had pressed a hidden button on the staff and it had shrunk to half it's length. He tapped the helpless scoundrel with one end of the staff then turned it sideways against the man

Nate Raine sat at Brett's bar, a glass of water in his hand. He had just completed his meeting with the council and was in high spirits as his Master status had been granted back to him. However, before he could take on any padawans for training, he would have to complete some rehabilitation for his healing ankle and a full psychological profile. However, if that was all the council required, then that was wonderful news indeed. He smiled despite himself as he sipped the glass of water. He would have rushed off to tell Naali and Verdin, but Verdin was tied up off planet with his wife and Naali was in training with the younglings. So he'd dec

Nate Raine sat at his friend Brett's bar, nursing his second Maruvian Ale, at least a dozen shot glasses resting empty and upside down on the bar top by his side. He sighed softly, the alcohol finally beginning to warm him up from the sudden downpour outside. His flight jacket and shirt were fairly soaked and it was times like these that he missed his jedi robes. He had to use his jacket as a hood. He took another drink of his ale and closed his eyes as he felt the alcohol warm him inside. On the far side of the bar, Calmena descended the stairs from the second floor, her eyes drifting over the small nighttime crowd and stopping upon Nate. S

Nate stood out on one of the balconies of the jedi temple on Coruscant, his hands resting on the railing as he stared out at the lights of the city. He hadn't said much to Naali when he'd dropped her off at home or to Verdin other then the fact that he was tired and would probably ask the temple if he could use a room for the night and then take off the next day for the Forest Moon of Endor. He sighed softly. It was all a lie. He was perfectly rested, if not a bit more on edge then was normal for him. He simply needed time to think some things over in his mind. He ran a hand through his wild flame-hued hair, his head hanging in frustration a

The market place was all hustle and bustle under the afternoon sun as the two jedi wove their way through the crowd and glanced at the shops. Jedi Masters Nate Raine and Naali Udra walked side by side, observing the shops as they passed. Naali glanced over at her old friend, he looked a little nervous. "Your son is getting married." Naali whispered warmly, "You shouldn't be so nervous." Nate glanced over at her and smiled. "But I have no idea what to buy for a wedding present." He said with a chuckle. Naali grinned in return. "So that's why you begged me to come with you." She joked, turning to look at some wares. Nate merely chuckled, "W

Jedi Master Naali Udra stood in the circular Hall of Remembrance, its shiny gray walls carved with the names of all the departed jedi. In the center of the room, upon an ornate marble pillar, a bowl of blue flame forever burned to signify that the departed were now one with the force. 'There is no death – Only the force' was inscribed on a small golden plaque beneath it. Naali's eyes instantly found the name she'd been looking for and her hand moved to touch it. Her fingertips traced along each engraved letter of Nathaniel Raine's name. She'd endured eight years with no word of his whereabouts and without seeing his face before she'd learned

Jedi Master Naali Udra sat on her couch silently staring down at the end table in front of her. The com link that rested there had finally ceased ringing. She knew it had been Verdin again. He had been trying to reach her all morning but she refused to take his calls. On this day of all days, she wanted to be completely alone. She sighed, trying to fight back the tears that she could knew would come soon. With a shaking hand, she reached out and picked up a holorecorder that lay on the end table and after a few moments, she finally turned it on. A soft blue light ebbed from it, turning into a scene from within the jedi temple. Her friend and