Kaile Vera
Whiskey Girl
[member="Jamie Pyne"]
Rays of light would flicker across them as they would descend levels. The whine of the turbolift joining the slight rumble as it went. Turbo Lifts always gave Kaile that slight lurch in her stomach. One where you weren’t quite sure if it felt good or if it was too scary. Maybe it was just her.
Kaile couldn’t help but look quizzingly at Jamie. Running away because one didn’t want to get into politics? From home and their family? That seemed so… odd to Kaile.
Being an orphan meant that there was an appreciation of what others had that she did not. Not to mention, her work as an espion had her move constantly throughout the ‘Verse. She didn’t get to see friends as often as she liked, it would break her cover. Hearing that someone would willing run away from all that was odd to her.
“But what about your family? Friends?” Kaile would ask, not judging but earnest in trying to understand. “Your home. Don’t you miss it?” The past few months had seen Kaile find a measure of stability, a home. Kurt was to thank for that, for he took her in and helped her after she was fired. It was nice. She had her own bedroom and she and Kurt now decorated and were constantly upgrading the Messa. It also helped that Kaile now had companionship. Kurt was a blast to be around with, and now they were good friends with all the benefits - a girl has to fight off insomnia somehow!
All jokes aside, Kurt gave Kaile what she had been missing for a while. Companionship. Bobo did wonders, but it wasn’t the same.
“Yeah, they are real. Just lots of flavors of them.” she would explain to the younger blonde woman. “You have the Jedi Order, the New Jedi Order, the Silver Sanctum… “slender digits would be used as tick marks. “Then you have the Jensaarai, the Zeison Sha, the Witches of Dathomir…” up to six now, and having to juggle her package by pressing it against her belly. “Then there are the Forcers who help out in companies like Omega Pyre.” Omega Pyre was big, as it was part of the Protectorate, one that had overseen Naboo for years. That wouldn’t have been a surprise for Jamie, even familiar.
“There are so many out there…” Kaile knew this because of her time during Omega Pyre. Her job required her to have extensive knowledge in culture, languages, current events. It is why the datasplint helped at times.
“All of them help people in one form or another… They are all different and unique.”
Rays of light would flicker across them as they would descend levels. The whine of the turbolift joining the slight rumble as it went. Turbo Lifts always gave Kaile that slight lurch in her stomach. One where you weren’t quite sure if it felt good or if it was too scary. Maybe it was just her.
Kaile couldn’t help but look quizzingly at Jamie. Running away because one didn’t want to get into politics? From home and their family? That seemed so… odd to Kaile.
Being an orphan meant that there was an appreciation of what others had that she did not. Not to mention, her work as an espion had her move constantly throughout the ‘Verse. She didn’t get to see friends as often as she liked, it would break her cover. Hearing that someone would willing run away from all that was odd to her.
“But what about your family? Friends?” Kaile would ask, not judging but earnest in trying to understand. “Your home. Don’t you miss it?” The past few months had seen Kaile find a measure of stability, a home. Kurt was to thank for that, for he took her in and helped her after she was fired. It was nice. She had her own bedroom and she and Kurt now decorated and were constantly upgrading the Messa. It also helped that Kaile now had companionship. Kurt was a blast to be around with, and now they were good friends with all the benefits - a girl has to fight off insomnia somehow!
All jokes aside, Kurt gave Kaile what she had been missing for a while. Companionship. Bobo did wonders, but it wasn’t the same.
“Yeah, they are real. Just lots of flavors of them.” she would explain to the younger blonde woman. “You have the Jedi Order, the New Jedi Order, the Silver Sanctum… “slender digits would be used as tick marks. “Then you have the Jensaarai, the Zeison Sha, the Witches of Dathomir…” up to six now, and having to juggle her package by pressing it against her belly. “Then there are the Forcers who help out in companies like Omega Pyre.” Omega Pyre was big, as it was part of the Protectorate, one that had overseen Naboo for years. That wouldn’t have been a surprise for Jamie, even familiar.
“There are so many out there…” Kaile knew this because of her time during Omega Pyre. Her job required her to have extensive knowledge in culture, languages, current events. It is why the datasplint helped at times.
“All of them help people in one form or another… They are all different and unique.”