Roll, Pitch, Yaw. [Kassey]

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"I think you're the one who needs a refill." He retorts, giving her an amused look. A hand rose to wave off her offer of food. "No thanks. The drink is enough." Part of him didn't want to impose any further on her than he already was. "If I were you?" He asks. That was always a loaded question, but more importantly, it was generally unanswerable. "I can't answer that." He says finally.

That was the truth. "I wasn't raised in a ship. I left home without a choice, but I knew that sooner or later I was going to leave it. It's never easy, and is always rough, but... sometimes you just gotta do it. You're the only one who can make that decision. I couldn't even begin to give you an informed answer because leaving a ship-home isn't something I've ever done. I've no experience.

So you do what you feel you need to. Put money into it and hope it keeps running, get a new one. That's all up to you. Only you know where the line between 'worth the stress' and 'not worth the stress' is."

"But I will say this - no one ever changed by staying in one place."

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[Julianna Nero]

Kassey looked down at her glass and swirled around the alcohol in it. She smiled down, remembering different things, different people, all kinds of scenarios, situations. If she ever did get rid of this ship, if she ever was able to move on, she knew that she would really need to think about everything before she did so. She wanted to honor her father's memory, but she knew that he would not want her to hold back...he'd want her to move on, become her own person, make her own identity."

"I appreciate it, Lieutenant. I appreciate all of your honesty and opinions on the matter. I guess I am really the only one that could answer these questions. Maybe after a few drinks and a long night's sleep, promptly followed by a hangover, I'll figure out exactly what I need to do." Then she chuckled yet again. "At least I have the few drinks part down."

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"Not one for long nights of sleep?" He asks. A hot blooded young man was he, and she was attractive... but that wasn't what he was going for. Sleepless nights came from stress, he knew that much.

That was what he figured she was going for. "Any big decision requires some good sleep. A bit of exhaustion too. Then you'll know what you want."

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[Julianna Nero]

He would be right, though. Stress was exactly the cause of her restless nights. She looked back from her drink up to him and shook her head. "I usually can't sleep. If I want to sleep I usually just...drink 'til I pass out. I know, it's not the healthiest thing to do, but it really beats getting some spice on Nar Shaddaa and taking ten years or so off of my life. Once vice at a time." Spoke like a true former addict. Kassey didn't have problems quitting, she was never one that was jittery or anxious when she didn't have the spice, but she did it for her escape. Since then, she's learned a little more about her life and recovered fine, but she still found herself drinking on more nights than not.

"Hopefully, after all of that, I will be able to get some sleep and make a decision, but I can be quite finicky." Kassey teased him just a moment, and she let out this long sigh.

"I know that I'm not a very good hostess..I'm actually just happy to have some company. Been a while that I could actually talk to someone" She said, almost seemingly out of nowhere, but honestly, she really did just think about how strange might find this, her making, what was to her, a life changing decision with the help of a man that she just met early today. She took the cup that she was drinking out of, and she set it aside, realizing she had enough or else she might start getting handsy. "I'm not really keeping you from anything, am I?"

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Raising his cup to her, he downed the refilled amount in one go. "You certainly will sleep if you finish that off." He says, motioning with his index finger to her own bit of whiskey. But that was on her. He wasn't about to force the liquid down her throat. There came a shake of his head in the negative.

"No, not keeping me from anything. Just some sleep, eventually, but I've survived off of far less. Not like anything really happens around here anyway."

There was a snort. "Sit around in the flight lounge, wait for your shift to get over, go home. Rinse. Repeat."

He knew better than to ask about the spice thing. So he wouldn't. Simple conversation.

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"Maybe if I finish this, and another glass off, I'll sleep real good." She said, but then she decided to put her drink aside for the time being, and leave it there. She would make sure that she paced herself, or else she would get herself into some kind of trouble, which always seemed to follow her. It made her even more curious, thinking about what he said that he had to do. He told her that he had nothing else to do tonight, the only thing was maybe some sleep, but the routine he put out, it seemed rather....dull.

"That sounds a little boring, if I'm honest. But if that's what you're wanting to do then I give you all of the credit I could manage. Is that something that you always wanted to do? Work for the Republic, do the good think and fight in this galactic ongoing war?" She wondered if this is the life that he wanted to live, the life that he looked forward to. But then again, he was still young, and had a lot put in front of him.

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"People want what they want until they get it." He says with a bit of a chuckle. "Join the Republic, see the galaxy." He repeats with a wistful sigh. "They weren't wrong. I don't mind it. Routine is good. I'd rather routine than not knowing where I'm getting my next meal. Trade offs. Regular pay, regular work, regular flight hours. Or I could go freelance and go months in between getting anything put into my account."

He shrugs. "Besides, its good training for if I decide to separate down the line. People run on this assumption that boring is bad. But in this galaxy... not boring is waking up to a planetary invasion. Boring ain't so bad if that's the alternative."

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[Julianna Nero]

"You know something, Lieutenant? You're absolutely right." She agreed with him, it was all a matte of perspective. It was all how one looked at things. She might see it boring, but he might see it as living. Kassey understood, and respected his opinion on the matter, seeing is how this was his life, and he should choose how to live it, but she chose just a little differently.

That's where Kassey reached for her half-empty cup and continued to sip on it. "I'm a little different. I would take a planetary invasion if it meant no routine. I respect you, for being able to do something like that, to be able to embrace how you work, how you live because me? I'd get fired or too stressed or frustrated at some point in my life. I never really stuck with anything. I think I admire you because routine...it scares me." It might have sounded silly, but it did "That's probably why I can't hang on to a guy for too long, or be on a run for too long before I go insane. I hate knowing what I'm doing the next day, the day after."

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"Not everyone was made to live a host of micro-lives, seperated by moving around every couple of years. And not everyone was made to wake up, go to work, come home and repeat. Some people want the other, then realize it's not for them when they try it. All about finding that right fit." He says with a hint of a smirk.

"I think you could hang onto a guy if you tried. But there's two distinct problems with that - one, you find a guy who wants routine, which obviously might not work. Or, you find a guy exactly like you... but he wants to go everywhere you don't. We all have our lines, our limits. Some people, though the same, are just on different paths than us." There came a slight nod at that.

"Just gotta keep trying. And I'm sure, until then, you'll have no problem avoiding Tusken Raiders before getting drunk and screwing."

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[Julianna Nero]

He, again, spoke very wise words. Everyone was made to do something different, and she knew that to be true just by her experience thus far in the galaxy. It was hard to find someone then, to be able to love and trust them, to be able to know that no matter what, they would find each other back together. Kassey believed that if she was with someone that didn't do her kind of work, she would be angry, and on the flip side, if she were to be with someone that traveled with her all the time, she might just go insane.

It was because of that, Kassey found that the casual relationships, the confiding in someone every now and again, was the best way to be, at least until she was able to get over her own issues and move forward...but she couldn't even be sure of that. She downed the rest of the drink, and as she tilted her head back, Kassey then realized how fuzzy she was getting....that was the price she paid, though.

"Avoiding Tusken Raiders, wanna-be podracers, hutts, criminals...even Republic do-gooders..." She flashed a smile at him. "All before getting drunk.." With that statement, Kassey sat her cup on the counter a little hard, just to emphasize her point. "And screwing. What a life."

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"Well, if you'd rather avoid me... guess it's time for me to go." He says, pushing himself up to a standing position and moving to grab his coat. He could feel the red in his cheeks from the drinks she'd provided, and the 18 year old part of him wanted to test that 'and screwing' theory but... well, he was mostly joking with her right now.

Still, amusing to him. "Grade A life right there, Miss Daklin."

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[Julianna Nero]

"Oh no you don't." Kassey walked over and snapped his jacket away from him, with a laugh, then she tried to jerk the jacket out of his hands. "You get back here. If you just came to drink all my liquor and then leave me alone, I'll just come after you and..." Kassey hesitated to bring out more of her joking and perhaps, slightly childish manner when she was with someone new.

"...steal your ship!" Kassey felt that bit of success as she was able to at least come up with something. "And for your information, I believe that a Grad A life is in the eye of the beholder, You and I could both have Grade A lives in our own opinions, am I right? Or...am I right?"

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"Uhh, good luck stealing that ship." He says with a snort, allowing her to have the jacket. "And I'm still here." He reminds, wagging a finger at her. "What? Not a fan of being alone after a few drinks?" He asks. Everyone was different. There was a few guys in the wing who preferred to just... drink alone, and then stay in quiet solititude while they came down. Others, of course, refused to drink unless people were around.

It was a show to them. "You're most certainly right, however." Another smirk, then he shook his head.

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[Julianna Nero]

"Well, now you're still here." Kassey said, as she lifted up his jacket. "Because I have your jacket." Of course, she was teasing him, that wasn't the reason he was still here, but either way, she tossed it back aside on one of the chairs when he asked her about being alone after a few drinks.

Kassey spun on her heels and turned to look over at him, a little more of a serious look on her face. "No, actually, I don't like being alone, especially after a few drinks. I always seem to get myself in trouble." Then, a pause when she thought about it. "Actually, even if someone is here after I get a few drinks in me, I get myself into trouble.

"Be careful Lieutenant, it seems like my reputation of trouble follows me where I go, you sure you want to be here?" Kassey asked him with a smirk on her face.

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"Yeah, but I think the trouble would be good trouble in that case." He says with a hint of a chuckle, moving to take a seat again. "I could think of worse places to be than with you after a few drinks." He says with a raised finger.

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[Julianna Nero]

"How right you are, yet again." Kassey told him with a smile. "After a few drinks, with a cute guy...I guess I could get myself into some kind of trouble." Kassey shook her head slowly back and forth and realized that she really needed to not come on this guy as if he were just someone she picked up at a bar...though, saving her life was a much better story than finding him right in a bar.

"Oh, how kind of you to say that." She teased him just a little bit. "I'm glad you'd rather be with me. You're such a gentlmen. First, you save my life, and now...you're so graciously keeping me company. Speaking of which, do you want something else to drink? Then again, I wouldn't want you to get into too much trouble."

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"I wouldn't consider that trouble though." He retorts wryly, noting the moment where she seemed to start pondering something. Maybe she was considering the merits of such 'trouble', or maybe she was just drunk enough that she was on a wholly unrelated mental tangent. Those were always fun. "No, I think I am good. Whiskey has a habit of getting to me immediately. Thank you, though."

With a faint hint of a smile, he rests his head back in the chair, cheeks still feeling a little flush from the booze. "Trouble sounds entertaining right now, at least."

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"But you don't seem drunk enough for all that trouble." Kassey told him with a grin on her face. She had to keep in mind that she shouldn't be so flirty, or so inviting, but there were times that she couldn't help it, or not even realize that she was doing it. That was just in her nature. Another bad thing about Kassey drinking was the fact that she didn't know when to stop. She liked the buzz and wanted to keep it going, to keep having a good time, until it all hit her at once of course.

"In my line of work, trouble always sounds entertaining." Kassey plopped herself down in the seat next to him and turned her head to look over. "Tell me, Lieutenant, what kind of trouble do you enjoy getting yourself into? You don't seem like the type to do this all the time."

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"I'd rather remember the trouble than not." He retorts with a hint of slyness to his voice. His head cocked to one side, eyes blinking slowly as he felt the gears beginning to turn in his head. "Well, around here... we've covered what trouble we got. So I've got nothing to add to this conversation." He finishes lamely, with a bit of an amused snort to his tone.

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