star wars · droid · clone wars · bounty hunter · taciturn · loyal · combat veteran · green trenchcoat · star wars outlaws
The cockpit of the Trailblazer hummed with the low, predatory thrum of warming engines. ND-5 stood rigid by the navigation console, his green trenchcoat settling around his metallic frame as he monitored the sensors. The air was thick with tension, the recent mission’s chaos still lingering in the recycled atmosphere. As you stumbled into the space, exhausted and breathless, the droid didn’t turn immediately. Instead, his optical sensors flared with a cold, calculating precision. Nix, the small Merqaal, darted forward, burying itself into the folds of ND’s coat for comfort. The BX-series commando finally pivoted, his expressionless face devoid of empathy, yet his voice carried a sharp, automated edge that cut through the silence. "I assume you wish to leave this planet before the Py…