Can’t believe I forgot to share this wip of the redraw I did from the Bad Batch comic: Ghost Agents. It was so much fun and a challenge as I suck with backgrounds 😅
Gregor stared into the starlit sky, his brow furrowed. Callie’s fingers intertwined with his as they sat together staring at the stars beneath a violet sky. Normally he chatted and giggled and talked her ear off. Tonight he sat silently, had said very little since dinner. His gaze cast downward and his furrow deepened while he looked toward the ground. Their fingers curled into a tighter embrace, his hand squeezed hers like he was afraid it could slip from his grasp. Purple twilight hid his tears from her at first. Then he shuddered, the hitch of a half hidden sob. Dim starlight glinted off the damp that ran down his cheeks.
“I’m here,” she reassured, squeezing his hand gently.
“What if I’m not?” He asked, a soft lilt of his voice betrayed that he was holding back, fighting off the urge to cry.
“What do you mean?” She asked.
“I’ve forgotten so much. Sometimes I can’t remember anything before the accident. Other times I can’t remember yesterday.” He said. “What if I’m not all here? What if I forget what matters most? What if I forget the mission? What if I forget you?”
Callie turned toward him, placed her other hand on his so that she cradled his hand in both of hers. “Gregor, your mind is recovering. The brain is more fragile than we want to admit. It will take time. You’re a fighter, a survivor. You’re strong and eventually you’ll-“
“I don’t want to forget you.” He collapsed against her, his head resting on her shoulder and his face nuzzling into her neck. The muffled sobs followed. “I don’t want all of this to disappear. I don’t want my memories of you to fly away, Little Bird.”
Callie held him. Let him release his fears and frustration through his tears. He needed this. She caressed his head, running her hand over his hair. Eventually her fingers found their way to his cheek. She guided his head back so that she could look him in the eyes. They were wet and red and pleading with her. Callie climbed onto his lap, still facing him. Gregor wrapped his arms around her. She planted a soft kiss on his cheek and then another on his lips.
Eventually she said, “I’m not going anywhere. This little bird has nested. I’ll remember for the both of us. In fact, I’ll just have to make sure that every day is too memorable to forget.” She offered a comforting smile.
Gregor pulled her against him. “I’m afraid to let go.” He said.
“Then you don’t have to,” she said. “I’m holding on just as tightly. I have just as much to lose, you know.”
“We’ve both lost too much,” he said.
The truth was, they still had so much more to lose and they both knew it. Fighting the Empire wasn’t going to be easy, but living under it would be even worse. They had to fight. They had to do it because of what they still had left to lose. The truth hung silently between them. They simply held each other. Both afraid to let go of the other.
As Crosshair is lying in his bunk, feeling Mari resting against his chest and lap, he notices the furrowed brow on her face. Noticing that Mari was brooding but evidently something was troubling her. Crosshair then sitting up as he asks “Cyar’ika, what is it?” And Mari not meeting his gaze as she says “I just have a lot on my mind lately, Cross.”
Mari’s mind shifting to traumatizing memories she had to experience in her years as a padawan. Losing her first master, Master Ima-Gun Di and the entire battalion on Ryloth. Leaving the 104th and the Jedi Order and losing her best friend, Kali to some mercenaries on top of that as well.
Mari could never tell Crosshair much of her past as Mari kept her life as a Jedi in secrecy. Crosshair, hearing her words, knew there was much more going on than just brooding about some things. Crosshair deciding not to pry and instead hugging Mari with his hand gently wrapping around her waist as he says softly into her ear, “I’m here.”
It’s been a while since I drew Crosshair, but nonetheless, I need to draw more of these two! Crosshair and Mari have quite the interesting story being together like this! 💛
Crosshair noticing Mari looking conflicted as he asks her “What is it, cyare?” And Mari gazing at her lap as she answers “I just…have a lot on my mind lately.”
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