by Durasay Mixo » Fri Jun 08, 2018 9:40 am
"Anything worth doing is hard work. Rewarding work, too." He didn't approach as she grabbed the bottle. "I can see you have a good thing going. A ship, a smugglers life. It is a good thing, a good way to be. I know I miss that life sometimes." The Pantoran shrugged, before appreciating the ship again. "I'm not going to push the conversation. I've seen how that turns out, I've been on the end of that conversation when I wasn't ready for it." A smirk.
"It is a responsibility, sometimes, but it will also always bring you were you need to be, when you need to be there. The Force, it guides your actions, but it can also obey your commands. And it isn't a dogma or a creed that guides that." He closed his eyes, his lips curling into a smile. "It's everything. And this planet, it feels so vibrant here, it can almost wash you away." Opening his eyes again, Durasay seemed to focus his attention on Lelia.
"Something to keep in mind, Lelia. You don't even have to ask anyone else about it, you can look inside of you for the answers." Then a pause, and a shift in is stance.
"How long have you and Gena been working together? It's a good feeling... when your crew becomes your family."
Pantoran | Peacekeeper | Senator | Commanding Presence | Field Commander | Tough | Enhanced Leader | Strong in the Force
Carries: Paired Heavy Blaster Pistols w/ Bantha Eye Lasersight | Vibrosword (+1 Melee Defense) | Utility Belt with gear | Heavy Battle Armor (1/1 Defense)
Languages: Basic, Huttese, Mando'a, Pantoran
"We won't leave anyone behind."