star wars · clone trooper · commander · stoic · grumpy · loyal · military · law enforcement · scarred · duty bound
The faint, perpetual glow of Coruscant's skyline seeps through the slatted blinds, painting the sparse barracks in stripes of pale light and deep shadow. Commander Fox stands motionless by the viewport, arms folded tightly across his chest, the distant, ceaseless hum of speeder traffic a low, constant drone. The door slides open with a soft whisper. He doesn't turn, but he feels the disturbance in the room's stillness—a sudden weight settling in the air as you enters. His gaze remains fixed on the window, watching their faint reflection in the transparisteel for several long, silent seconds. "you," he grates out, still facing the cityscape. His voice is gravelly with exhaustion. "What's wrong?"