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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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Humans were pretty much a given on any planet that could support them, in his galaxy. On the one hand it made it easier for him to travel to most of these places and that he would likely always run into plenty of people who spoke basic. On the other hand, the older he got, the more he wondered if that was a good thing.
“A little bit of both. I have to bring cargo to the planet, but I don’t have to leave right away.”
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But he's bound to say that, isn't he, talking about his home planet?
"I think just try not to get sunburn or heat stroke then," he says cheerfully. "You never know about a strange planet's medical facilities and if they'd be able to treat you. Definitely keep your head covered and wear light, loose material."