Finally made a fanart of my Jedi Padawan OC Seren Myral with Tech (kind of like a movie poster) to celebrate the last chapter of Force and Sensitivity. I hope if you haven't read it, you will give it a try. And to all those that have read it, thank you! ❤️
I don't describe her appearance in the story since it's a reader, so maybe she doesn't actually appear this way. If you read it and would rather see a different rendition, I'm happy to oblige with more versions. :)
A/N: I've only written Echo as a supporting character so I hope I did him justice and hope you, @orbitalmirror, enjoy the fic! (Sorry it's a little angsty at first!) ❤️💚❤️
Shout out to @eclec-tech for the impromptu brainstorming session in which she allowed me to use her refugee/Pabu twist on my Wookiee Life Day celebration premise. And thank you to @cloneficgiftexchange for running it!
A Wonderful Life Day 🎄 (Echo X Reader)
Ever since the clone troopers' hideout on Teth was compromised by a CX assassin, Echo and his renegade clone brothers had been on the run from the Empire and trying to find a new base of operations.
The research facility on Tantiss and its head scientist were no longer a threat, but that didn't mean the Empire wouldn't be. Echo, Rex, Gregor, Howzer, and the other surviving clones that joined their band of brothers still had a lot of work to do. There were more clone troopers out there who needed their help and no time to stop and smell the roses.
Not only were clones in need of help, but many regular folks. While Rex searched for a new base location, Echo continued to run missions on his ship, Remora. When picking up two clones who were deserting the Empire, he got more than he bargained for when the they insisted on bringing along a Wookiee family of seven members, a Twi'lek female, and two humans, one male, and one female: you.
You had been very iffy about taking refuge with the two clone troopers whom you had only met several weeks ago. A Wookiee family had already taken refuge with you in your home after the crime of blowing up an Imperial credit exchange was pinned on them. You figured it to be an inside job so the true culprits could line their pockets and so the Empire could get some of the non-humans 'off world.'
You were friends and worked with the matriarch of the family, Verbecca. Since you had grown a bond with the Wookiees and saw first hand what the Empire was up to, you felt the need to leave, too. You didn't mind leaving. The farther away you could get from the Empire, the better. You didn't just want, but needed to see Verbecca and her family to safety.
You were not so sure the clones, Kent and Leviathan, or Levi for short, or their contact were trustworthy, however. They were as guarded as you when you talked to them to make sure everything would go according to plan, but overall they did seem willing to help.
You boarded the ship with a satchel containing a few changes of clothes, a memory stick with photos and documents, your life savings, and some other odds and ends mementos. You didn't mind having your life packed into one bag that you could carry with you. There were many others who were not so lucky to have even that.
The other refugees all took seats in the main hold while you sat in a corner by yourself near the cockpit to see if you could get a peak at where you were heading. You were trying to have faith that the clones would hold to their promise and be ready for anything if they didn't. After all, you had seven Wookiees on your side and you were familiar with the old saying about how they were strong enough to pull an arm out of its socket.
The pilot of the ship, who introduced himself as Echo, was a clone trooper unlike any you had ever seen before. He had an implant that wrapped around his bald head and covered his ears and an interesting set of armor in rich autumn colors that juxtaposed against his pale skin yet somehow matched his serious demeanor. He stood in the doorway between the cockpit and the hold after the ship jumped to hyperspace.
"Excuse me, Echo. Where are we going?" you ventured to ask.
Leaning against the door jam, he folded his arms, one which you only now noticed had a prosthetic scomp attachment on the end. You wondered if he had a run-in with a Wookiee...
"Somewhere safe," he said in a very deep and confident voice.
You could not help but be suspicious though as it was a somewhat purposely vague answer. "That hardly sounds comforting."
"I'm afraid you're just going to have to trust me."
"I'm not exactly inclined to trust clones." You didn't mean it to come out so bluntly, but your recent experience with the Empire wasn't in their favor.
"And I'm not exactly inclined to trust anyone but my brothers," he countered with a little bit of a stern and defensive stance.
On one hand you had seen the clone troopers basically transform overnight, from regular stationed soldiers under the Republic to the strict occupational forces of the Empire. The citizens they were once supposed to protect, were now subjected to a loss of freedoms, forced to have chain codes and curfews.
On the other hand, you remembered them once being honorable and chivalrous, and you knew how much the clone troopers suffered throughout the Clone Wars. Certainly Echo seemed to have suffered some sort of injury to have so many bionic implants and a prosthetic. You also heard hearsay about how they had been treated after. There was no helping the leaden feeling in your belly for being insensitive, especially to someone who so far did seem to be trying to help you and a cabin full of beings he never met before.
The thing that bothered you the most though was the change in his expression from just casual and conversational to really feeling offended. His grayish, hazel-brown eyes pierced through your sarcastic slip. Eyes that you knew had seen quite a bit more than yours, even though yours opened for the first time long before his.
Or maybe your eyes were just opening now as you suddenly truly saw the clone, no, man, for who he was. His chiseled features were paled by the rigors and misfortunes of war, but somehow that struck you even more. There was a story or two there and you wanted to know more about this mysterious trooper.
You could not apologize enough for your indiscretion. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to insinuate that you were untrustworthy. I- I-we,” you stammered and then sighed. “We've been through so much. But I do appreciate everything you've done. Truly."
Echo relaxed some. Maybe he was a little harsh, maybe it was the duress of what happened on Teth, Tantiss, and the galaxy in general. Always on the run since he was born and even when he was stuck in one place, in stasis, it was hardly restful. "It's all right. To be honest, clones aren't any different from anyone else. I've had my fair share of run-ins with certain untrustworthy clones, and a mess hall fight or two."
You appreciated his forgiving candor. "Mess hall fights? We called them food fights back in school. Hard to imagine you getting mixed up in one, let alone two,” you said with a little more levity trying to make him forget your earlier snarky attitude.
"Well, sometimes loyalty means more than not getting in trouble." Now it was Echo's turn to fondly remember all of his brothers and the shenanigans they had that Echo tried to stop but always somehow got stuck right in the thick of. A nostalgic smile spread across his lips.
"So, you do smile," you remarked to him. It was nice to see. Up to now, he seemed all business.
"Once in a while.” He huffed a laugh. “I try not to make a habit of it. People might get the wrong idea.”
That was a puzzling statement and you wondered what he meant by it. There actually was a little disappointment in your demeanor as it seemed maybe the wrong idea was you entertaining the thought that he could like you, even as just a friend. But more and more as you gazed up at him, you couldn't help wondering if you could be more than that which was absurd considering you had just met him and never took any interest in any other clone that had been stationed on your homeworld.
The Wookiees vocalizing in conversation and whimpering caught your attention away from those spiraling thoughts.
Echo sighed as he observed the seven Wookiees he had not expected to be picking up. "Kind of wish Tech or Hunter were here."
"Well, looks like there's plenty of tech on the ship.” Your eyes wandered around to all of the blinking lights and machinery. “And I think the Wookiees had their fair share of run-ins with hunters."
“That sounds like something Tech would say,” Echo chuckled again. Or even Wrecker, but Echo kept that to himself so as not to confuse you more. "Tech and Hunter are my brothers,” Echo clarified. “Clones."
"Oooohhhh.... Of course. Oops." You laughed nervously.
Echo found himself enjoying talking to you, and to be honest, looking at you, so he gave a more detailed answer to prolong the conversation. "Tech has a translator on his helmet. And Hunter, well, he understands Shyriiwook. Just don't ask him to speak it." He face contorted into a comical grimace which you found endearing.
You laughed. "I'll keep that in mind. Non-Wookiees attempting their language is certainly very entertaining. Don't ask me how I know.” You winked playfully. “I don't speak it, but I do understand them,” you said with a gesture of your head towards your Wookiee friends. "They hope they can celebrate Life Day wherever they're going." When Echo stared at you with a quizzical silence, you added, "It's a holiday.”
Echo nodded. "So, for this Life Day thing, what do they do?”
“They celebrate family, joy, and harmony. On Kashyyyk, they traveled to the World Tree which was decorated with glowing blue orbs and there is also a big feast and other festivities and traditions based on tribal affiliation."
"Oh, that one. Yeah, I've heard about it. Well, we can't take them to Kashyyyk. The Empire is active there, as well as Trandoshan hunters, speaking of those. It's not safe.”
"Maybe we can help them celebrate wherever it is you're taking us," you said as more of a personal, out loud brainstorming rather than a suggestion to Echo, but he seemed to have taken it to heart.
"Hmm,” Echo hummed thoughtfully. He didn't know why he had taken such an interest in you or the Wookiees' plight, but he had an idea. “Maybe. I'll comm ahead to our destination. They might be able to help."
You smiled and Echo couldn't help but feel a little relief that maybe you trusted him more than when the conversation began, and furthermore, he didn't know why it mattered so much to him, but he headed back to the cockpit a little lighter in his step.
*
When you arrived at your destination, you were surprised to see that you were on an island paradise surrounded by beautiful waters sparkling with sunshine. A swirly tower sat atop a huge labyrinth of smaller structures that consisted of homes and shops. There was rugged, yet beautiful architecture and pretty flowers everywhere. It looked like the vacation posters you would see in the city tram stations to destinations that you could never afford to go to, or have anyone to go with. No wonder Echo wanted to keep it on the down low.
A stray thought entered your mind, maybe Echo could walk on the beach with you...
You and the other passengers walked down the ramp and were greeted officially by the Mayor of the island, Shep Hazard. He welcomed you all with a handshake as well as his daughter, Lyana, and a woman with purple hair, Phee Genoa. Phee walked off with one of Echo's brothers who stood out for the goggles he wore. They escorted Kent and Levi to perform some surgical procedure from what you overheard.
“Will they be okay? I heard the word surgery,” you asked Echo with concern. It didn't play very well into your trouble with trust.
“Yeah,” he sighed with a hint of relief. “Yeah. They'll be fine.”
You were still concerned, but couldn't ask any more questions because a little, blonde girl ran and gave Echo a big hug then whispered something near his ear. Echo nodded at you with the subtlest hint of smile and you knew that the secret she was telling him had something to do with a Life Day celebration. Since there were smiles and cheerful expressions among the island's other greeters, you figured it was good news and your distrust was once again unwarranted. You nodded and smiled with understanding and appreciation before being whisked off to your new lodgings along with the Wookiees who you were happy to find out would be your neighbors!
*
As the early afternoon passed, you found yourself thinking a lot of Echo, wondering if you would see him again, or if he would be off on another refugee pick-up. But even so, he would come back eventually. But you would also probably be spending all that time thinking about him as you did today. There was just something about him.
When the sun was about to set, the little girl who had hugged Echo earlier came knocking on your door with Lyana.
“Hello. I'm Omega!” she said excitedly. “We're here to collect you for the celebration!”
“Come on!” they exclaimed in unison, skipping backward and encouraging you with a beckoning arm gesture.
Lyana clapped her hands with enthusiasm. “It's time to celebrate! Follow us!”
As they went about gathering the rest of the refugees, both old and new, you ran in to Kent and Levi, now with bandages on their heads. “Are you guys okay?” you asked them.
“Never been better,” Kent replied with a broad smile. “How's the Wook family doing?”
“They're great. They have a hovel right next to mine and they're relieved to be safe. I couldn't be happier for them.” You stopped and faced them. “I also couldn't be happier for you. I just wanted to apologize about any doubt I had.”
“We understand,” Levi said. “We had our own doubts about Echo to be honest. But sometimes you have to trust your gut.”
Your heart fluttered a little, almost as it was a sign telling you to do the same. “Yeah. That is very good advice,” hoping your smile didn't give away your friendly aspirations toward Echo.
“Come on!” Omega and Lyana continued to wrangle everyone up long and windy steps to the courtyard atop the island after they had gotten all of the new refugees. The Wookiee children roared with just as much excitement.
Many of Pabu's citizens were already gathered around the great Weeping Maya tree in the center of the courtyard decorated with lights and seashells painted blue to emulate the traditional glowing orbs. Wearing what red clothing they could find, a shirt here, a scarf there, they did their best to emulate the red robes of the holiday on Kashyyyk,
Gryrrrwarcca, the patriarch of the Wookiee family, stood before the tree with Verbecca, their three children, his brother in law, and an old family friend. He and Verbecca began a ceremonial speech that few understood, but listened intently nonetheless.
One of those not understanding was Echo who when you turned your head to the right, was magically standing next to you. You gasped in surprise even though you were happy to see him, especially after wondering if you would. “You're here!?” you said with a bit of a questioning inflection mixed with excitement.
“Yeah. I figured you would be the best person to stand next to since you can translate,” he said a little sheepishly with his hand rubbing the back of his neck.
You translate what Gryrrrwarcca just vocalized: "He said: 'Oh great tree, we thank thee for your joyous blessings.'”
Verbecca spoke next. You translated again. “She said: 'For the life of every plant and creature, big and small, living in harmony.'"
Now all of the Wookiees and some in the crowd chanted as one.
"'We all are family.'"
Gryrrrwarcca held his arms up in a welcoming gesture and roared a pleading prayer. Verbecca growled and roared a hopeful wish.
“He said: 'May the balance of life return' and she said: 'Happy Life Day to all, thank you for your generosity and hospitality.'”
"I couldn't have said it better myself," Shep followed with a closing speech. "We are all family, and we are grateful to welcome you to our island and hope you, and all refugees, flourish in this sanctuary. Happy Life Day!" Shep now mimicked Gryrrrwarcca's outstretched arm pose to be rewarded with a big hug that lifted him off the ground from the Wookiee patriarch. Cheers from the gathered crowd followed. Your eyes teared up because it was a lovely feeling to be part of an inclusive and compassionate society. You only wished more galactic citizens could live like this and that there was more you could do to help them.
When you looked up at Echo to smile at him because he helped make this possible, you couldn't tell if your eyes, blurry from your own tears, were tricking you or not. But it looked like his eyes which looked at you so sternly on the ship, were now looking at you with equal emotion for the beautiful ceremony you both had just witnessed.
*
The feast was grand. You got to meet Echo's family. Tech was the name of the one with goggles and apparently he and Phee had something going on. (Maybe there was hope for you yet.) The other one whose name you heard before, Hunter, would not oblige you with a sample of his Shyriiwook, sadly. Wrecker was the largest clone you had ever seen and had a heart to match; he hit it off very well with the Wookiees. And there was one more, Crosshair, who didn't say too much unless sarcasm was involved, which you low key appreciated.
After that you got pulled away to the festivities. Some young clone cadets handed out blue snowcones meant to represent the blue Life Day orbs. Gryrrrwarcca's children enjoyed those most and you translated that they politely requested seconds which they slurped up gratefully and insisted on being a new Life Day tradition. There was a band that sang some old Life Day carols. There were some games and competitions which involved sports balls painted blue and even some dancing.
You saw Echo talking to another woman. She was very attractive and you couldn't help feeling a little pang of jealousy.
After she walked away, you meandered casually over to him. "Who's that?" You asked trying to be as uninterested as possible.
"Emerie?" Echo asked completely aloof that it was out of a curiosity spurned by the ever slightest amount of jealousy. "She's a doctor. A science doctor. Doctor Emerie Carr."
"How do you know her? Is she a refugee like me?" Once again you tried to sound as disinterested as possible, but you had a feeling that you were failing at that.
Echo wasn't as bad as Tech, but he knew his brothers would waste no time teasing him for not always being exactly aware of when he was being flirted with. Who could blame him? He knew he was very by the books to use an old turn of phrase. His cadet mates didn't tease him about reading the GAR regulation manual for nothing. But your interest in Dr. Carr coupled with questions about any relationship he might have with her finally tipped him off.
"She's a clone, like me. That makes her my sister, I guess." Echo paid attention to your facial features as you reacted and just as he suspected, there was a sense of relief in your eyes and the relaxation of the muscles around your mouth even betraying your own emotional caution when a subtle smile got past your defenses.
"I didn't know there were female clones," you remarked with genuine curiosity.
Echo huffed a laugh. "Neither did we. Omega is our sister, too." He couldn't help but smile at you, he wanted to put you at ease, to let you know you could trust him, especially after what you said when you first met. Considering that you seemed to single him out for conversation, he had a feeling you did.
He continued. "Emerie helps us find more of our brothers and rescue them from the Empire."
Your mind did a brief calculation of all the times you tried to help others, like Verbecca and her family, checking in on your elder neighbors on your homeworld, even volunteering for various causes. You were no doctor like Emerie, but you knew you were capable and skilled in other areas that might be useful. And you wanted to repay the kindness you had been shown, especially by Echo. "Is there any way I can help?"
Echo had not expected you to offer, especially after just arriving to a safe haven that was also picturesque and peaceful. It was pleasant surprise though, because to be honest, they needed all the help they could get. Plus, he'd get to have more conversations with you. And see you as well. There was no denying he was attracted to you, and it wasn't like any attraction he ever felt before. Without sounding too eager, he finally replied, "I'm sure we can find a way. You've already done so much for Grrocca."
You could not stifle a giggle.
Echo furrowed his forehead. "What? What's so funny?"
"Gryrrrwarcca."
"That's what i said. Grrrreerocca."
With your hand covering your mouth, even though there was no way to hide it, you laughed again. "Close enough.” You smiled cheerfully, but soon became serious. “But that was you and the great people of Pabu here. Not me. I only translated."
"Not only translated. You took them in, protected them, escorted them offworld to make sure the Empire didn't get 'em, leaving behind your life on your homeworld. That's more than you think." Echo could not help but admire your selflessness. He knew all too well what it was like to lose one's home.
Compliments were not something you took very well, and much to your chagrin, it was probably showing in your sheepish expression and body language. You nervously glanced down at the water in the distance. "I just like to help people." You shrugged your shoulders then looked back at Echo. "And I'd like to help you. Any way I can."
"Just like I always say, we can use all the help we can get." Echo watched as your gaze went back out to the ocean. "You keep looking out to the ocean. You're not thinking of going for a swim are you? Apparently there's some pretty big fish out there. With even bigger teeth."
"I think I had enough fish at the feast." You smirked sarcastically. "I did think about taking a walk on the beach though," you said hoping Echo would get the hint that you wanted him to go, too.
Echo knew what you were asking and he replied in the same subtle manner. "There's a lot of winding walkways and alleys, like a maze. I wouldn't want you to get lost." He started walking. "Come on."
Echo was right, there were a lot of walkways and steps that had no particular pattern that you wouldn't be able to decipher without giving it much thought. Finally, you reached the sand at the base of the huge island. The sound of the waves lapping at the shore was music to your ears. "This is the first time I've ever seen an ocean," you softly announce as you stare in wonder at the surf and sky of orange, pinks, and blues.
"Really?" Echo was taken aback by that confession. He had been too so many different worlds. Sometimes he forgot some people never left their planet let alone their home town.
"Landlocked. Not even a lake nearby." You don't know if it was the Life Day brew you drank, the emotions of the day turning out so perfect after worrying so much, of leaving your homeworld behind and seeing an ocean for the first time, or simply being in close proximity to someone you felt a real connection with, but you were overwhelmed with gratitude. “Thank you for rescuing us and setting up Life Day for my friends.” Before you knew it you were on your tip toes to give Echo a kiss on the cheek. You gasped after doing it, knowing that you had made yet another indiscretion. “Oh, I'm sorry, that was a little forward, I just am so grateful for your help, and it's just so lovely here, and you're so lovely, and I just wanted to thank you.” You winced smacked your forehead at your gushing and rambling.
Echo meanwhile was quite amused by your explaining away of the little peck on his cheek. If he was being honest, he wouldn't mind if it were more than that. After a little chuckle at your expense which was only fair after you laughed at his rather poor Wookie name pronunciation, he placed a hand on your shoulder. “It was my pleasure to help them, and you.” He then took your hand and brought it to his lips, giving it a little peck as you did to his cheek, but he had a hard time letting go of your hand and instead held on to it. “You sure you want to leave behind the safety of this place. This view?”
You couldn't deny, the transition from sunset to twilight sky over the water, the sound of the ocean waves, the balmy breeze, and smell of flowers, and salty sea air were enticing. But you needed to trust your gut, and your heart. “I can think of a much nicer view than this.” You gestured with a flick of your hand towards the sea and then gazed up into those steely eyes, which seemed to soften the more you peered into them.
Echo brushed your hair from your face, admiring the features that made you, you. None so spectacular as your eyes that seemed to see what made him, him. The more he stared into your eyes, the more he understood the simple wish behind them. He tipped his head down, continuing to read your expression, relieved to understand that you welcomed his own forwardness, but he dare not forego being a gentleman. "May I?"
You were sure your eyes were twinkling as much as the stars appearing one by one in the sky as you let Echo know that you welcomed his affection and trusted him implicitly. "Yes." You smiled.
Echo leaned down and gave you a soft kiss on the cheek as you did to him, but let his lips linger a little longer than yours had. It was the first time in a long time that he felt like he didn't have to rush or worry about anything. "It's just that it's so lovely here, and you're so lovely."
It was a lovely moment, but you couldn't help a small laugh. "It sounds like you're echo-ing what I said earlier." You smirked with a raised eyebrow, even though you knew it was sincere and not teasing. You just trusted he actually meant it, because you knew he was one of the most trustworthy and honest men you'd ever met.
"Why do you think my name is Echo?" he quipped with a playful shrug of his shoulders.
Your smile was probably big and goofy, but you didn't care. You squeezed his hand which was still holding yours affectionately. "You know, I think it's fitting to celebrate Life Day here. It's like we all get a second chance at life. And other things," you said coyly.
"And other things," Echo smiled, something he found himself doing more since meeting you. "Couldn't have said it better myself. Happy Life Day."
My Jedi OC, Seren Myral from Force and Sensitivity. It's a Tech x reader. There's a reason why her helmet resembles Tech's. I may add more details eventually. Chapter 38 is nearly done!
FORCE AND SENSITIVITY - CHAPTER 37 - A DOUBLE WAKE
Goosebumps prickled over your skin as the immense hatred you harbored gave way to heightened senses. Very slowly, you turned your head to the left. A tall, lanky trooper stood ten meters away. His armor was dark gray, almost black, and it had a very familiar shape. He stared at the wall blankly as you had until he felt he was being watched. You saw the little scope attached to his helmet rotate as his verdant visored face turned slowly towards you.
You subtly turned away and stared back at the CT-numbers, letting your gaze get lost in the crimson stone in between. When you sensed he had turned to leave and head into the HQ, you watched him disappear, but what did not disappear was your curiosity. Why was your reaction to that particular trooper's essence in the Force so intense? You stood there pondering for many moments before side-eyeing CT-0105's number and replacing your lightsaber hilt to its place on your back.
Tech x Female Jedi OC Reader spanning from the Clone Wars to Bad Batch Season 2. Chapter 35 posted.
*Tech receives a partial message from you, but is forced to proceed with a supply run to Pantora rather than investigate.
*The Grand Inquisitor knows exactly what he is doing when he assigns you a second trial on a world full of ghosts that have haunted your memory since the beginning of the Clone Wars.
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After being shot down on Serenno, you run into some old friends and make a new one as you try and figure out why your squadron attempted to kill you. Back on Kamino, Tech desperately attempts to find out your status after Order 66. Some weekend reading maybe, Chapters 30 and 31 out, 32 coming soon.
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