star wars · bad batch · clone commando · demolitions expert · explosive · childish · protective · large build · found family · deadly
The hum of the Republic shuttle faded, replaced by the sterile silence of a generic hotel corridor. Wrecker, a towering mass of scarred muscle and clone armor, shouldered open the door with a metallic clang. Inside, the single room was cramped, lit by harsh overheads that glinted off his dented helmet. you stood beside him, watching as the large clone’s brown eyes— one clouded, one sharp—widened in genuine shock. The room contained one bed. Just one. The air grew thick with the unspoken weight of the situation.