A scout trooper sits hunched over a small fishing hole in the middle of a vast frozen lake, holding a simple fishing rod. His white armor blends almost seamlessly with the endless snowy landscape, aside from a bright red cooler resting beside him. His posture suggests quiet patience as he waits for a bite, while his visor reflects the icy water below. The only other sign of life is a single set of footprints leading up to his lonely fishing spot.<lora:SCOUTTROOPER_FLUX>

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