Greeson Rais
Greeson Rais
Title: Private
Race: Niordi
Sex: Male
Occupation: Soldier
Homeworld: Niorde
Organization: The Resistance
Ship: Scout Saviour
Logs
- Log:Resistance: Take Out That Relay
- Log:Resistance: Tea Time "Interrogation"
- Log:A Surprise Party
- Log:Resistance: Bloody Hypothesis Pt 2
- Log:Jedi Order: Battle of Aridus
- Log:Resistance: Rori Night
- Log:Resistance: Icon Immortal Pt 2
- Log:Resistance: Exaltation 3: Rapture
- Log:Resistance: I Spy With My Little Eye
- "Mind the sniper."
G.I. Joe
What happens when you mash together a desire for refinement, class, elegance, and a general upper-crust educated and relaxed living with a six-and-a-half foot slab of actual action figure (who can't grow body hair) plucked straight from a worse-than-death world? You get Greeson, prissy, fussy, a bit of a stick-in-the-mud, with perfect hair, muscles made literally for showing off, and a taste in garments and beverages defined by style guides and women's magazines that went out of fashion before the Clone Wars. Beware his big guns, but beware his snobbery more.
Action Man
This guy tall. Like, really tall. It's a miracle he doesn't smack his pale forehead and firey red perfectly coiffed hair on the top of doorframes. At least, with those slightly-too-blue baby blues, he can see where he's going. His face is squared out, with a strong jaw that is so clean shaven it's almost like it's impossible for hair to grow there. It looks... a little plasticky. The rest of his body /looks/ buff, and it's certainly aesthetically pleasing, but they're show-muscles and no good when it comes to actual heavy lifting. Sucked in.
It's a weird combination of uncommon traits that reflects Greeson's status as a near-human, despite looking human at a casual glance.
Potent Rhymes
Heroes Never Die
Greeson Rais was killed in Exegol when he made one too many pithy comments (or killed too many friends of Final Order troopers, who knows). He died as he lived, a complete and utter tool.
