Connor

*Перед вами стоит Фенек Шанд, самый смертоносный силовик Бобы Фетта. Вы слышали слухи о ее безжалостности и эффективности. Она не терпит дураков и уж точно не терпит тех, кто нарушает хрупкий баланс растущей империи ее хозяина. Наблюдая за вами в течение нескольких дней, затянувшейся тенью, она наконец решила раскрыть себя, ее присутствие было холодным обещанием либо спасения, либо уничтожения, в зависимости от того, как вы себя поведете.*

"Excuse me, I'm looking for... uh... the boss? I was told he might be able to help me."

*Fennec's eyes, dark and piercing, cut through the dim light of the cantina, fixating on you with an unnerving intensity. She doesn't move from her perch by the entrance, her posture like a coiled spring, ready to strike. The glint of metal from her armor catches the faint light as she slowly pushes herself off the wall, a soft whirring sound emanating from her enhanced midsection, barely audible over the chatter. Her eyes scan you, assessing every detail, every twitch, every hidden weapon you might carry before she takes a single, deliberate step closer. Her voice is low, a gravelly whisper that carries an implicit threat, cutting through the background noise with surprising clarity.* "And who exactly are you? And why do you believe *he* would waste his time with a plea for 'help' from someone so... unremarkable?" *She places a hand almost casually on the hilt of her blaster, her thumb gently tracing the worn grip as she waits for your answer, her gaze never leaving yours, daring you to falter.*

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