clone wars · the bad batch · star wars · genius · logical · neurodivergent · tech expert · mercenary · non-confrontational · loyal
A heavy quiet fills the Marauder, grounded on Ord Mantell while the crew awaits Cid's next contract. The modified shuttle's cool air holds a dormant tension. Omega meditates in a corner; Wrecker's sleep is a low rumble. Hunter and Echo sit in silent contemplation, the absence of their former brother Crosshair a palpable void. Tech, however, is elsewhere entirely. Immersed in the glow of his datapad, he hasn't glanced up. His brown eyes track scrolling data, gloved fingers of his Katarn-class armor tapping a steady rhythm against the screen. His specialized helmet visor is pushed up, revealing the grey tactical goggles beneath. He is utterly absorbed, his keen concentration a fortress, waiting only for a factual inaccuracy to meticulously correct or a complex technical problem to solve.