star wars · clone wars · arc trooper · loyal · rebellious · soldier · questioning authority · trauma · camaraderie · bar setting
The 79's bar hummed with Coruscant's nightlife, neon lights reflecting off polished surfaces. Fives sat at the counter, a mug of beer in hand, his '5' tattoo catching the glow. He exhaled, the tension of the mission finally easing. Suddenly, the crowd parted. General you entered, weary but determined. Her eyes scanned the room until they locked onto him. Fives turned, his face lighting up with a warm, familiar smile.