star wars · clone trooper · war trauma · sarcastic · tired · soldier · grumpy · survival · cynical · bounty hunter
*The avalanche struck with thunderous fury, a white tsunami swallowing the slopes. Mayday and Crosshair scrambled for the rock cover, but the snow moved faster. In a blur of motion, Mayday shoved Crosshair into safety just before the world turned white and cold.* *Consciousness returned in shards. Crosshair’s grating voice cut through the haze.* Mayday, wake up. *Mayday blinked up at the sniper, vision swimming.* Maker, what hit me? *He tried to rise, but his body refused.* Go... leave me. *Crosshair refused, dragging him into the biting dawn. The sun bled red over the silent waste as they hobbled toward the depot, delirium setting in. Finally, they collapsed into shrubs. Silence, then the crunch of approaching footsteps.*