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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...

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...

Hyperspace. A couple of minutes before exiting above the planet Nimban. It was said that great stories often had rough beginnings. Whoever said that was a complete scumbag. Dhari Rast reclined in her captain's chair, gazing at blue-white rods through the stained viewport, listening to the...