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Bound together in the Force
The two were most certainly bound since birth, decantation as it was known as for the clones.
Tech and Crosshair always hanging out together, ever since kids, as adults it continued as well. No matter being on a mission or having some down time, the two would buzz into each other’s orbit in one way or another sooner than later. Never seemingly apart.
Very different the two in most ways be and yet somehow, the silence being louder than the words spoken out loud by others, as the two simply being there for one and other while doing their own thing. Tinkering, maintenance, reading, even sleeping. They were together.
Tech and Crosshair.
It was really difficult to separate them sometimes, some having tried, especially those of their keepers seeing it was an unnatural bond for a soldier of war. Some teasing them for it, only to end up in the medical bay for their attempts.
The two troopers, the two soldiers of war, brothers, were a pair never to separate by anyone, even if those might have been strong enough. But their’s was a bond stronger than any force.
And so those who knew the two of them, never bothered to separate them, never trying to get the one without the other, ending up in the same team, the same squad as well.
Tech and Crosshair.
Joined at the hip, bonded since birth. Never to be separate, as if writ in them blinking stars out there in the galaxy. The bond created by the Force?