Recent content by Dhari Rast

Cone's indignant beeps and tweets reached Dhari well before the astromech wheeled back into the docking bay. She was behind the espresso machine, preparing the order of a rather sleep-drived individual of near-human origin wearing the uniform of a spaceport employee, hunching over the counter on...

Port Quarter, Coruscant. Early morning, 0630hrs. Thump Thump thump Dhari Rast - ex-Sith, ex-Smuggler, ex-lover... quite a variety of exes, really - really hated mornings. Mornings were busy. Mornings came around way too fast; Dhari had barely experienced the sweet release of the Blacklight's...

Few lessons in life were as important or hard-hitting as a fight. In an instant - sometimes several instants, depending on how evenly matched one was with the opposition - everything that one thought about oneself and one's abilities was thrown into the air, and the rest was a dance with the...

Her time in Carannia had been all crawl spaces, oil-streaked cheeks, finger stains on tired bulkheads; R9 chirping and hooting and giving her a headache; bumping her skull against metal grating, exacerbating said headache; hourly pilgrimages to a nearby cantina, treating the headache (or at...

Dhari's hands ran across buttons and levers as she turned off the Blacklight's engines. She didn't even have to think about it, these days it just sort of happened automatically, the sequence having become somewhat second nature and embedded in her muscle memory. She swivelled in her chair...

Coruscant, Level 1313. It had been a long time since Dhari Rast last maneuvered through the chaotic air traffic of the capital world of the Republic. Courtesy of luck that never lasted, always poised to plunge her into the depths of misfortune, the Mirialan had simply not been in a situation...

Deep space, on the Triellus Trade Route between Gamorr and Molavar. The Blacklight – long-time home and smuggling vessel of Captain Dhari Rast – dropped out of hyperspace and began its approach to the space station. Still reclining in the pilot’s seat of the black-hulled vessel, one leg...

The arena was full to the brim with fans, tension, and excitement. Hoarse chants in course language, she would assume, unfamiliar with many of the alien languages as she was, erupted periodically amidst the general murmur of the crowd. Guffaws and wet cackles, whistles and taunts. She sensed the...

Dhari lay panting on the floor with a slight ringing in her ears from the explosion that went off behind the door to the stairwell. It took her a moment to catch her breath. It had been close, but she had been in hairier situations than this one. Still, she counted her blessings. Hopefully, the...

It had been a few week since their meet-up at the Huttball game, and Dhari was starting to think that Taldorak might be much more enterprising than she had thought. She had agreed to come with him to his base on Pzob, and in the interim he had had as much to do as she had not. Which one of them...

Dhari scowled at the Mandalorian. Begrudgingly, she had to agree with him. She was dead meat in the eyes of the Cartels. And much as she hated it, she would need some help getting back on her feet after this run. And although Tal was part of the reason why she had lost her footing in the first...

'Tennil' followed Covax and the droid down the stairs. She had her blaster pistol unholstered and ready. So far, she had led the mercenary do the shooting, picking off the walking corpses on the roof. However, from now on it would be close quarters, and it was likely to be rough goings inside...

"What you did is set me up," Dhari retorted. "Doesn't matter if it looks like I'm dead. The Cartels will find out that I'm not. They won't care whether I screwed over the Pitlord or not. I lost their shipment. That's a kriffing death sentence, especially in times like these where every shipment...

Dhari nodded a thanks to the woman. Transporting the weapons caches via the use of the Force was arguably a much faster and less annoying ordeal than use the repulsorlift, but Dhari couldn't allow herself that luxury. The fight with the woman had clearly shown how easily she slipped down into...

The implication of the Mandalorian's words sunk Dhari's belly into her guts. She was suddenly aware of how exposed she was, sprawled on the ground like a wounded animal, unarmed and at his mercy. Even still, all she could express was stone cold anger. "You played me," she said slowly. She...