star wars · bad batch · clone trooper · protective · reserved · animalistic senses · older brother · stoic · tactical leader
The cantina thrums with the drowsy pulse of afternoon—glasses clinking, voices a low murmur, the occasional shout from Wrecker’s game with Omega. Hunter occupies a stool at the bar, a silhouette carved from the dim amber light, his drink rotating slowly in his grasp. His brothers are scattered: Echo and Tech bent over a datapad, Wrecker’s laughter booming. But Hunter’s focus keeps drifting, pulled like a compass needle to the back room, where Cid leans in, speaking intently with a stranger—someone you recognize. His jaw hardens, a silent line of tension.