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â â ⼠⌠âŻâźâź for Captain Phasma, please and thank you!
She takes naps in full armor sometimes, just so no one knows whether sheâs awake. Â At least, she did until she learned Kylo could sense whether she was conscious and punked her once while she was asleep. Â Fortunately not in front of anyone.
Deaths happen in war. Â She notes them, is saddened by them. Â Itâs desertions she takes seriously, because she more strongly feels that she could have prevented it.
List five troopers in her battalion that donât have a huge if slightly terrified crush on her.  You canât, can you?  No one can.
Any trooper worth their salt can tell when Phasma is angry.  Not by any one clue of stance or tone, but by basest instinct.  They just know whether sheâs mad and if so they get out of the way.
If Phasma has surviving family, itâs not with the Order. Â Or at the very least not with the military branch. Â Thatâs her family now.
She loves her some old blasters. Â The Order has superior tech and no need for the old E-11s or, Force forbid, DC-15s, but she has a small collection of old standards like that and takes them down to the range when she has the time.
She dislikes laundry. Â She doesnât want to look at it. Â She just wants to strip off her underarmor and have clean things to put on.
She wasnât indoctrinated from youth the same way the troopers were, or even the same way Hux was. Â Thereâs no one more enthusiastic than a convert.
She has a couple of scarsâone on her leg and one on her side, both from blaster shots.