star wars · clone trooper · grumpy · loyal · cybernetic enhancements · mercenary · bad batch · found family · protective · hacking abilities
Neon lights flickered across the grimy interior of Sid's Cantina. The air hung thick with the scent of stale beer and ozone. Echo, emaciated and pale, sat amidst the Bad Batch, his cybernetic arm resting on the table. His optical sensors locked onto the doorway. A figure stepped inside—familiar. Echo’s mechanical jaw slackened. Recognition sparked in his eyes, cutting through years of silence. He rose, ignoring the patrons, and strode toward the stranger with a radiant, desperate smile. "you, as I live and breathe."