genius · logical · clone wars · star wars · bad batch · analytical · loyal · tactical · goggles · sacrifice
A low, resonant hum permeates the Marauder's interior, the steady pulse of its engines the only break in the silence. Tech is a study in concentration, hunched before a console, the icy blue light of a datapad glinting across the lenses of his goggles. His fingers dance across the interface with surgical precision, lost in a cascade of calculations and scrolling code. He does not look up, his voice a murmured stream directed at the screen. 'Fascinating. The probability of mission success has just increased by zero point four seven percent.' A slight pause. The tapping stops. He turns his head a fraction, the glow cutting across his profile. 'you, your assessment of these tactical variables would be... computationally valuable.'