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Destination: Tropical
“I’ve been thinking a little about this place lately.”
Roaming around with no place in mind isn’t all that unfamiliar to him these days. If he’s behind honest, the first few months of being the Captain of his own ship had been fun. He appreciated being able to go wherever he wanted, see whatever it was that he wanted to see, play in any sabacc game he heard about, drink the booze of many worlds and meet some new people. In some ways, it was everything he ever wanted and exactly what he’d hoped for.
Something was missing, though. A feeling that gnawed at him regularly without knowing exactly what it was.
”I’m heading to a warm, tropical climate and I think I’m gonna be on the planet for a couple of days. I’m wondering what what everybody in the nexus would pack, if they were going somewhere sunny.”
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“So it seems like you’ve been sailing for a while. Does it still make you feel as free now as it did when you started? Do you still find fun in it after years of doing it?”
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"The Silver Sea offers me a freedom that the land does not," skekSa says in reply. "Thra is a vast planet, and there are always new places to explore. But you have an entire galaxy." She tips her hat slightly.
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The feeling of being free to go where he wanted to go, do what he wanted to do and see what he wanted to see is something he didn’t take lightly. He’d never been a slave per se, but having his choices limited by one thing or another had been a constant till very recently.