Safe

[vila_restal]

From theatrical_muse: Where do you see yourself in twenty years?

Alive would be nice.

Certainly not being chased about the galaxy anyway. I mean, either this rebellion succeeds (unlikely) or I retire from the profession (more likely every day, frankly). Let's see, I'd be about 55, and I'd hope I was settled down somewhere safe and warm by then, on some planet with good weather, palm trees. scantily-clad women (and me) on the beaches, and a distinct lack of storm troopers with a predilection for shooting at me. I rather fancy running a bar actually. Maybe one by the sea that serves cocktails with fruit and coloured paper umbrellas in them: tourists are usually a happy lot.
I'd keep my hand in, mind you (in the occasional rich bastard's safe, I mean) but not too close to home. Don't want to piss in my own tent as Blake used to say.

It would be nice to have someone to come home to as well, but I'll be happy with being safe--and cracking a few.

Comments

[jarriere.livejournal.com]

[Passing by, after weeks out of range]

Alive for twenty years is no common in my trade. Och, ten's guid. I've had a verra guid run.

[vila-restal.livejournal.com]

Come to think of it, rebels don't have a great life expectancy. I've known lots of old thieves, but rebels?

Time to go back to my old career, I think. Ever consider changing yours, or d'you like the adrenaline (without the soma)?