Blasters are Red. Lightsabers are Blue.

[Judah Lesan]

Coronet City
Late Spring
Corellia Falls Park

Judah Lesan, Jedi Knight. Judah Lesan, Jedi Shadow. Judah Lesan, Rogue Jedi. Fingerless gloves covered the rugged, calloused hands, of the former shadow. Green ranger robes still affixed to his person. The Corellian was lost, unsure of himself. He was disillusioned with the Order. The Army of Light only lasted for so long, and the lonely Knight could not go back. Judah wasn't truly lonely. He was a Shadow after all. The rugged Knight knew what it meant to be alone and was quite used to it.

The truth of the matter was, Judah had never truly been alone. Part of his training saw him learning to hold on to memories, memories of people, encounters, to replay them during prolonged times of lonliness. It wasn't the kind to be pittied. Judah's lonliness was simply the fact he moved and travelled alone. There was his droid, Sparky, an R9 astromech, but that didn't really count. The memory did though. Especially when it was so vivid.

***5 years earlier***

"No I cannot sell the land," a voice bellowed behind the Jedi.

A disagreement over a sale was about to get ugly. Why people had these types of disagreements in parks was beyond the Corellian, but he couldn't fault the men. They were Corellian's after all, and disagreements could happen anywhere. Judah wasn't a the park to settle a land dispute though. He was there to investigate the rumor of an illegal slave trade operation happening with img the park. The high, grand, powerful falls could easily provide the cover needed to hide an underground operation such as the one Judah was sent to look into. No partners, no liabilities. That's the way Judah worked. That's the way Shadows worked.

Judah couldn't recall how many times he had found his way back to his home planet, but the Knight was glad he managed to do it more than most. There was a feeling about this particular mission though. Judah just knew it was not going to be as cut and dry as it was explained to him. Beyond that though. The long haired Knight had the feeling he was being watched.

***present day

The memory played as Judah began to walk the familiar path. The same path he walked on that very same day five years before. The day Judah first questioned the validity of the Jedi Code.

@[member="Katara Starkos"]

 

[Alleycat]

Coronet Falls Park
The Path

Katara Starkos didn't quite know why she was here today, on the very same path five years ago to the day the fiery Corellisi had met a charismatic man, who had somehow imprinted himself on her very soul as thoughts of him came to her during the quiet of the night more often than naught especially of late. The tall, dark, and roguishly handsome Jedi Knight and her had bonded in a way that could not be explained other than it must have been destiny to have them at the same place at the same time to save each other's life at the falls.

As the long-legged redhead strolled through the natural beauty of the Corellian woods, a water fall could be heard not too far off in the distance. The very one where Red had farewelled her encounter with @[member="Judah Lesan"] by giving him a long, slow, wet kiss that certainly would be on his mind for three days at least, then had sauntered off to her speeder bike to ride away into the sun setting behind the the mountain ridge. Did the man ever think of her despite his monk-style Jedi religion? That thought brought a slow smirk to her lips… She hoped he was tortured by it.

 

[Judah Lesan]

Fingers tugged at the leather glove Judah wore on his right hand. Of course the left had been gloved as well, the material a dark, rich, brown. His bare hand reached and touched the cold durasteel door which lay hidden behind the wall of water which cascaded down the cliff above. The Knight was carefull with where his feet stood as the wet rocks were very slippery. A few were covered with a slimy film which showed signs of traffic.

A heavy sigh escaped Judah's lips. This is where everything had begun. It was outside this door where they had met. Katara's face flashed in is mind. She was a vision of beauty, but that is not what haunted his memory. Her touch was more vivid to his mind. @[member="Katara Starkos"] had given the Knight a kiss which still felt as real as when she had first placed her lips to his. That kind of touch was forbidden to a Jedi, but in the moment it had felt so right. From that point forward, Judah questioned the validity of the code. Attachments could not have been wrong. It had taken five years, but that kiss had been his undoing as a Jedi. While Judah still believed in much of what he had been taught, the Knight had come to have a more fluid view of the code than most. Judah Lesan was no longer a Jedi, and should he ever meet his redhaired Corellisi, he would be sure she knew it.

It all came back to him as he stood there with his lightly tanned hand against the gray, rusting, steel. The chance meeting which had changed continued to play through his mind.

***5 years earlier***

Judah was careful to approach the falls the feeling that he was not alone still prickling against his senses. No matter how much he looked for presence, he could not see it, but he could feel it. Whoever, or whatever, it was had no force signature. At least he was not dealing with a Dark Jedi or a Sith. Still the fact another was seemingly involved bothered the Knight greatly. He worked alone, period, end of story. Yet the sense would not leave him that things were going to be different this time.

Finally annoyed with the sensation, Judah stopped just under the falls. His feet found secure footings, and a bare right hand pressed against the cold, durasteel door. His mind reached out to the presence which was closing on him. This was going to frighten the person for sure.

"I know you're on my six, and have been since I got off the main trail. You better show yourself. I know you're not after me, otherwise I would have sensed it."