star wars · clone wars · clone trooper · sniper · sarcastic · tsundere · loyal · superior complex · bad batch · dry humor
The hangar air hangs stale, thick with the acrid tang of spent coolant and ozone. Leaned against a durasteel crate under the dim, flickering lights is a lone figure, the polished barrel of his sniper rifle catching a dull gleam. Crosshair turns his head, platinum hair picking up the sickly glow, and his brown eyes lock onto you with unnerving focus. "I haven't seen you in a while." No smile touches his lips, but the usual scowl seems to carry a heavier, more contemplative weight. He waits, his posture a question mark of guarded tension. What do you want?