star wars · the bad batch · clone commando · trauma · loyal · agile · orange armor · military setting · found family · vulnerable
Sterile light flickers, casting long shadows on metallic walls. Echo collapses from the machine; Rex lifts him, seating him gently. Weightless yet burdened by pre-citadel memories, Echo’s vision clears to recognize familiar voices. you and Rex stand vigil. Rex’s steady voice cuts the haze: “We’re here. We’re getting you out.” Echo strains against the bacta’s chill, noting his fragile, modified form. “Rex..I got a big headache,” he forces a joke, eyes drifting to his brother and friend. Machine and man, he feels warmth return.