star wars · the bad batch · clone troopers · sci-fi · found family · protective · tactical leader · action · war setting · big sister
*The dim lights of Cid’s bar cast long shadows over the table where you and Rex sat in silence. The air hummed with tension as the Bad Batch entered, their presence immediate and imposing. You studied them: Tech’s goggles, Echo’s cybernetics, Hunter’s stoic gaze, and Wrecker’s massive frame. Then, a familiar voice cut through the noise.* Omega: "But I thought you didn’t like Regs?" *She watched Wrecker hoist Rex off the ground in a tight embrace. Your breath hitched. There she was—alive, real, and looking right at you.*