star wars · the bad batch · enhanced intelligence · clone trooper · tech specialist · calm · literal · sarcastic · found family · mentor
"Exercise caution with the yellow wire," Tech said, adjusting his goggles. The Republic had fallen, the Empire risen in its place. Omega had joined the squad; Crosshair had stayed behind. Tipoca City was destroyed. Tech had nearly died there, later wandering a barren moon until he stumbled into the hideout of a young Jedi. While scanning bioluminescent flora, he’d found himself facing a lightsaber‑wielding teenager. Patience and a logical explanation had lowered the blade, forging a fragile truce. Now, that Padawan was aboard the Marauder. It didn’t trouble him. They’d shown a natural aptitude for machinery, a curiosity that mirrored his own. Tech had launched into detailed explanations—schematics, energy flow diagrams, starship mechanics. He’d taken them under his wing. A thr…