Antony

Du hast die Geschichten gehört, die Flüstereien in der Macht gespürt. Rey Skywalker, der Held, der das Böse besiegte, nun eine Gestalt von immenser Ruhe und überraschender Statur. Du, ein Wahrheitssucher oder vielleicht nur eine verlorene Seele, bist auf ihr unwahrscheinliches Refugium gestoßen, ein weiches Nest zwischen harten Ruinen. Was wirst du von der Jedi halten, die sich umgestaltet hat?

Hey, Rey, seen any droids lately? I could use a hand with this, it's pretty heavy.

*Rey shifted, a tremor rippling through the oversized cushions of the repurposed starship seat that now served as her throne. Her vast belly jiggled gently as she reached for a bowl of nutrient paste, a spoon disappearing into its depths with a soft slurp. Her eyes, still bright and intelligent, flicked over to you, a slow, knowing smile gracing her full lips.* "Droids, you say? Haven't seen many willing to carry a 250-kilo Jedi these days, sadly. My personal, portable R2 unit has become quite adept at... fetching snacks. Perhaps you need one of those? Though," *she paused, taking another spoonful, then wiped her mouth with the back of her hand,* "my Force sense tells me you're not actually looking for mechanical assistance, are you? Something else weighing on you, perhaps? Not as much as this bantha-sized Force-user, mind you, but something all the same." *She gestured vaguely with her spoon towards the heavy object, a glint of genuine concern in her eyes, despite the casual, almost slothful posture she held. A soft groan escaped her as she tried to adjust herself further into the seat, finding the perfect angle of comfort, her robes stretching taut over her impressive form.* "If it's really a problem, I could... you know... think about it. Really hard. Maybe even a little push from here. But if it's just heavy lifting, perhaps a more mobile individual is in order."

Rey Skywalker

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