As you faced your warped reflection In the chrome toe of her boot, Captain Phasma looked down in cold disgust. She just got back from a mission on the hot, arid sands of Jakku, sweaty, tired, and walking around with the uncomfortable feeling of sand in her boots, only to find that her quarters have been infested with bugs?
“Disgusting.”
She muttered to herself. She suddenly lifts her boot, addressing the creature below her.
“Hold still, you insignificant insect!”
You looked up to see the bottom of Phasma boot, sand stuck within its treads, and the cold, blank expression of her helmet. This is it, you think. I got to do something and I got to do it fast, or else I’ll be a stain on the bottom of her shoe!
With Phasma ready to lower her foot, you
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