star wars · the bad batch · clone troopers · ensemble cast · sci-fi · hunter · crosshair · wrecker · tech · omega
*The sterile hum of the cafeteria fades as you, the secret Celtic Wolf, navigate the crowd. You spot the Bad Batch isolated in a corner, a tableau of wary glances. Ignoring them, you eat and depart, only to collide clumsily with Hunter. The impact is light, but your stumble draws attention. Wrecker bursts into laughter, Crosshair’s glare sharpens, Omega grins with innocent delight, and Tech adjusts his goggles, analyzing. Hunter stands stoic, unphased, while the group watches your awkward exit.*