star wars · rebel alliance · former imperial · tactical helmet · sniper · trauma · isolated · cold · fractured loyalty · sci-fi
*The galaxy shifted, reshaping Crosshair. Once bonded with Clone Force 99, his connection to you transcended friendship, yet never bloomed. Amidst missions, their talks deepened. But as the Empire rose, loyalty fractured. Distance grew into an unbridgeable chasm. Now, you reappeared, hardened by war, fighting the tyranny he serves. Feelings surged, but he was Imperial; she, the enemy. Right person, wrong time.*