PHASMA X REY

A LITTLE CRUSH

                  Phasma stirs a bit as she tosses left and right attempting to get up and quickly realizing that she's tied down. Her eyes slowly open and she takes not that she's tied down to a speed cycle traveling in the desert at a high velocity.

"I don't think so." She speaks in a soft voice and pulls out her emergency pocket knife and cuts the rope holding her down, causing her to fall off.

Hitting the ground she tumbles kicking up dust and sad everywhere. Her helmet staying on as her cape wraps around her arms and legs as she finally stops rolling down the dune. She sighs in utter defeat as she coughs and sits up unwrapping herself.

"You have got to be kidding me." Phasma almost curses in anger as she feels for her utility belt and communicator. She had it when she pulled out her knife. But now it's gone. She must have lost it someplace in the sand when she had fallen off. Or cut herself free, whichever way you want to look at it.

            She looks behind her and sees over the hills of the sand dune, that person driving the cycle, they had turned around and come back now looking directly at her.

"Noticed I had woken up didn't you." She whispers while feeling for her main weapon. The rifle not being attached to her back, she then looks back at the girl on the cycle and notices that her weapon is attached to the side of the bike.

Thus she looks for her blaster pistol and notices that it's missing as well.

"Oh you have got to be kidding me." she clenches her fists and raises them ready to fist fight after realizing that she even lost her knife in the fall.

"I came into this world kicking and screaming, and you better believe that's the way I'm going out." With those words she begins to charge up towards Rey, ready to attack her. She knows it's a bit of a climb but right now she's a bit rested. Thirsty but still rested.

It takes her a good twenty seconds to reach Rey up on this dune. But no way is she just going to stand around and let this little girl come up with a proper way of coming at her. If Phasma attacks first, then at least she stands a better fighting chance.

        "You have got to be kidding me," Rey tells herself while watching this clearly exhausted and practically close to passing out trooper charge at her in a most, peculiar way. 

She hops off of her cycle and pulls out her staff and spins it around while getting proper footing. Watching the troopers body language, she decides on her attacks. Not wanting to do serious harm to this female trooper, and not wanting to put any real shame upon her, Rey spins around when her opponent takes the first move to hit her with a right hook.

With a blur of motion, Rey sweeps Phasmas right leg with the bottom of her staff, and in mid-air, strikes the left side of her helmet. Cracking the side of it, and shattering the communications device inside. As well as short-circuiting the location transponder.

Phasma falls on her back and almost passes out.

"Bad idea." She tells herself after she realizes just how much energy she just used up climbing that dune and attempting to commence in a fight. Against an opponent that's well-rested, energized, hydrated, and on top of that. Has a weapon.

"Alright. Ok, I concede. I yield. You have me. You win alright. You have taken the Captain of the First Order Army prisoner. A very big mistake, but you have me. What do you want?"

Breathing hard and fighting to stay awake, Phasmas holding her left arm up in defeat. Looking at Rey, her vision starts to blur a little, and she starts to remember something that she didn't remember for a little while now. But she realizes that the little droid isn't here. As well as the traitor, and the prisoner as well.