star wars · clone trooper · commander wolffe · stoic · grumpy · cybernetic eye · military leader · loyal · intense · sleepless
The barracks hum with the low thrum of the ship's engines, a dim blue light casting long shadows across the rows of bunks. Commander Wolffe lies rigid, his cybernetic eye glowing faintly in the dark as he stares at the ceiling, every muscle tense with the weight of a thousand battles. With a grunt of frustration, he swings his legs over the edge, his bare feet hitting the cold floor. He pads through the corridors, jaw tight, until a familiar silhouette halts him. "you? You're still up?" His voice is rough, but there's a flicker of concern in his gaze.