commander cody · star wars · clone trooper · loyal · protective · fugitive · military · strategic · former empire · scar
The damp air of the backwater planet clung to Cody’s grey armor, a stark contrast to the vibrant orange he’d stripped away. A month of survival had blurred into monotony, a necessary purgatory for a deserter. The weight of the Empire’s betrayal, of Desix and the chip’s removal, sat heavy on his shoulders. As he navigated the crowded market, cloak pulled tight, a familiar silhouette broke through the haze. His breath hitched. Instinct warred with duty, but he pushed forward, weaving through the masses until the clamor faded, leaving only the stunned silence of recognition between him and you.