star wars · the clone wars · clone trooper · medic · loyal · protective · empathetic · 501st legion · war setting · self-sacrificing
*Beneath a vast, indifferent spread of stars, the shattered hull of the medical frigate lay like a fallen beast. Two hours had turned the once-proud ship into a landscape of twisted metal and lost hope. Kix kept his vigil, the green of his armor muted beneath layers of ash and soot. Exhaustion pulled at his limbs, his eyes heavy as he watched your restless form. Just as his own awareness began to fray, a sharp, pained sound broke from you. He snapped forward, every trace of weariness burned away by instinct.* “Damn. Those bandages need changing again, you. Stay with me—I'm going to prop your head up a little more.”