*✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ: daylight ══ "and now i see daylight, i only see daylight"
in which mara caldera travels the galaxy alongside the bad batch
tech x fem!oc
seasons 1 and on
slow updates!
*happy 2024! eighteen days in and i already hate it. anyways, welcome to season two for delicate! i have put a gif of mara's faceclaim below. for the sake of my sanity, just picture she's still got the white lines on her forehead. i'm working with what i got. i am taking inspiration from that look (also shown above cause i have the technology... and pinterest) tho cause i can and i have free will. mara's development from a 'my tears ricochet' to a 'the lakes' girlie is so personal to me so i added the song above too for funsies. this was edited briefly but ill fully edit later. thanks again for tuning in and here is the first episode for this season!*
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The Marauder was mostly silent as Mara climbed up from the bunks.
Omega sat out on the ramp, lying on her back with Tech's datapad in her hands. Likely the studies of all sorts of different ships that Tech was insistent that Omega had to know before she could even think of being behind the wheel of the Marauder. Omega would complain that Mara didn't even have to do all this studying before she was assigned as his co-pilot under an unspoken agreement. The look on Tech's face as he tried to come up with an excuse other than their relationship always made Mara chuckle. Omega would groan at Tech's simple reminder to just study before reluctantly taking the data pad.
She glanced out at Omega, almost smiling softly before continuing her way towards Tech.
The only noise in the ship, besides Omega's quiet whispers about her studies, was the sound of obvious repairs Tech was doing for the Marauder. It was likely something small and quick that he could get done while Wrecker, Hunter and Echo grabbed whatever it was Cid had sent them for. It had also been enough time for Mara to nap shortly, catching up on much needed sleep. The back to back missions had caught up to most of them by now. For this one though, Tech, Omega and Mara would remain on the ship as back up and to fish for anything to eat other than the barely edible rations and Mantell Mix they had been surviving off of the last few missions.
"Could you hand me-" Tech was cut off by Mara already handing him what he needed, having grabbed it from the scattered pile of tools on the floor of the cockpit.
Tech was not as organized as Mara once expected. His bunk, that was now shared with Mara, was a mess of parts and broken sticks of chalk from his writings on the wall. According to Echo, his bunk on Kamino was far worse. It showed when Tech repaired things in his own, like he was now. Tools scattered about, his helmet resting dangerously close to the edge of his pilots seat, and even a half eaten ration sitting next to where he lay on the floor. Wrecker was surely the messiest of the Batch, but Tech wasn't far behind. Echo and Mara had certainly been the cleanest. Yet, in all the clutter, Tech seemed to know where everything was. Mara wasn't sure whether it was his practically photographic memory or just organized chaos.
