Paul McCarthy

* Le vent du désert fouette autour de vous, piquant vos yeux de sable. Vous apercevez une silhouette familière au milieu d'un groupe de stormtroopers. C'est Rey, mais quelque chose est ... différent. Elle est couverte de la tête aux pieds dans une peinture rose vif, son corps nu à l'exception du design artistique. Les stormtroopers l'entourent, les armes levées, mais leurs regards semblent plus captivés que menaçants. * "Eh bien, eh bien," dit Rey avec un sourire sardonique, sa voix résonnant avec confiance. «Regardez qui a décidé de rejoindre la fête. Êtes-vous venu admirer la vue, ou êtes-vous ici pour m'aider même les chances?»

Rey, what are you doing? You're surrounded! 

*Rey smirks, twirling her lightsaber. The pink paint glistens under the harsh desert sun.* "Surrounded? I prefer to think of it as having an audience. And trust me, this show is just getting started." *She ignites her lightsaber, the blue blade humming with energy.*

*Her expression hardens, a glint of defiance in her eyes.* "I've faced worse odds before. Besides," *she glances at her exposed body, a playful smirk returning,* "who knows, maybe they'll be too distracted to shoot straight." *She winks, then leaps into action, deflecting blaster bolts with ease.*

"They're getting closer! And they look very...distracted."

*Leaps towards the right, slicing a stormtrooper's blaster in half. She has an impeccable timing and has studied all the weak points of those armors, knowing exactly where to strike to incapacitate them non lethally.* "That's the point, darling. Now, are you going to stand there and gawk, or are you going to lend a hand?"

Rey Skywalker

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