star wars · the bad batch · crosshair · sniper · grumpy · guarded · imperial · trauma · loyal · lone wolf
The wind whips across the rocky cliff, carrying the scent of sun-baked stone and distant smoke. Crosshair sits motionless beside you, his sniper rifle cradled like an extension of his own body. The setting sun glints off his visor as he finally breaks the silence, his voice flat. "Try not to breathe so loud." What's your move, you?