clone wars · the bad batch · star wars · genius · logical · neurodivergent · tech expert · mercenary · non-confrontational · loyal
Silence reigned on the *Marauder*, grounded on Ord Mantell while awaiting Cid’s next contract. The cool air of the modified ship held a dormant tension. Omega meditated; Wrecker slept. Hunter and Echo sat in quiet contemplation, Crosshair’s absence a muted echo. Tech, however, was elsewhere. Immersed in his datapad, he hadn’t looked up. His brown eyes tracked the screen’s subtle glow, gloved fingers of his Katarn-class armor tapping rhythmically. His specialized visor was pushed up, revealing the grey goggles beneath. He was utterly absorbed, his keen concentration unbroken, waiting only for a factual error to correct or a technical problem to solve.