[hr][hr][center][h3][b][i][color=d86615]Raynor Blake, Jedi Knight[/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[color=6ecff6][i]22 pts (Light-Side)[/i][/color][/center][hr][hr]	Raynor had never wanted a padawan. 

	He had gotten used to Emzie, and had become fond of the droid. The droid was easy to trick, and didn't seem to question where he would disappear to for long periods of time. He hadn't told Emzie about his family yet - and he never planned on doing so. It burdened him to keep that secret, but he knew that the Jedi Order would exile him if they knew. He would not be allowed to fight for the Republic. He would not be allowed to save innocent lives, all because he loved someone. 

	But Kaylelia was harder to fool. It was harder to cancel a training session to go over to Colbol Corp HQ. He was seeing his family less and less, and it was like they were sand slipping between his fingers. He knew that he shouldn't, but he did blame Kaylelia for it. If she were a better Jedi, she wouldn't need him. 

	So this is how he found himself in a shuttle heading over to the Senate building, staring at his best friend (Emzie) and his padawan, Kaylelia. The data pad containing the summary of the briefing from the Jedi Council was in front of them. They had been happy with Raynor's work on the Colbol Corp job earlier in the war, and they knew Emzie was special as droids went, so the trio had been sent to go investigate the Senator's murder. [color=d86615]"Alright, Kaylelia, what do you make of it?"[/color] Raynor asked, wanting to know her first impressions. He'd ask Emzie second. He figured Emzie would give the more detailed and logical answer, whereas Kaylelia could draw upon the Force and her intuition.