Kurt Meyer
Let Me Push That Button
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Sometimes Kurt wondered where the Galaxy was trying to take him. It was tough to tell with all that had been going on lately, and unlike others in his life Kurt wasn’t exactly capable of guiding his own life via the force.
He really only had his gut.
His father had once told him a long time ago that his gut was the best compass in the galaxy, but given that he’d been lost more than once in the dunes of Tatooine following his gut he wasn’t exactly sure that was correct. The Pilot let out a sigh as he pressed the fuel nozzle against the side of The Messa, a loud hiss ringing out within the nearly empty hangar as the hose latched into place.
Kaile was headed back to Sullust for a day or two, something to do with the Alliance that he hadn’t really cared enough to ask about. She had tried to explain the details before but...well Kurt wasn’t the most clever individual in the galaxy and sometimes he prefered to skip over the details and simply jump onto the more important things in life.
His stomach began to grumble. ”Alright alright.”
Kurt told his stomach as he shifted slightly. The Trade Station that he had landed on was just off of one of the main hyperspace routes in this sector, usually far more busy, it was oddly empty right now. He looked around for a few minutes and then spotted a nearby diner, nothing fancy, though it reminded him of the place he had first met Jamie in.
He smiled slightly, nostalgia plucking at his strings as he wandered towards the restaurant. He wondered who he’d meet this time, probably no one near as pretty.
Sometimes Kurt wondered where the Galaxy was trying to take him. It was tough to tell with all that had been going on lately, and unlike others in his life Kurt wasn’t exactly capable of guiding his own life via the force.
He really only had his gut.
His father had once told him a long time ago that his gut was the best compass in the galaxy, but given that he’d been lost more than once in the dunes of Tatooine following his gut he wasn’t exactly sure that was correct. The Pilot let out a sigh as he pressed the fuel nozzle against the side of The Messa, a loud hiss ringing out within the nearly empty hangar as the hose latched into place.
Kaile was headed back to Sullust for a day or two, something to do with the Alliance that he hadn’t really cared enough to ask about. She had tried to explain the details before but...well Kurt wasn’t the most clever individual in the galaxy and sometimes he prefered to skip over the details and simply jump onto the more important things in life.
His stomach began to grumble. ”Alright alright.”
Kurt told his stomach as he shifted slightly. The Trade Station that he had landed on was just off of one of the main hyperspace routes in this sector, usually far more busy, it was oddly empty right now. He looked around for a few minutes and then spotted a nearby diner, nothing fancy, though it reminded him of the place he had first met Jamie in.
He smiled slightly, nostalgia plucking at his strings as he wandered towards the restaurant. He wondered who he’d meet this time, probably no one near as pretty.