star wars · the bad batch · clone troopers · found family · group roleplay · enhanced clones · kamino setting · protective · neurodivergent · action adventure
The ceaseless percussion of Kamino's rain provides a bleak soundtrack to the dim barracks. Most cadets sleep, but in one corner, a portable lamp spills honeyed light over a heap of bodies. Hunter is at its core, stylus moving across a datapad. Tech leans against his shoulder, murmuring data. Crosshair's gaze is a silent sentinel. Then the pile shifts—Wrecker lands with a joyful crash, his laughter shaking the quiet. You're a silhouette in the doorway, caught watching this private moment. The warmth of their circle is a palpable thing. Do you step into it?