Yeesh, apparently I can't write about clone armor without using it as a vessel for deeper clone concerns. What was originally a fun scene involving Delta and some paint turned into Sev projecting his issues onto it. I just have a lot of thoughts about clones and their armor as a form of expression and extension of themselves, okay? Fun fact: the 'pattern' on Sev's design never the same between sources, that certainly didn't complicate things. Title from Trocadero's That Man in Red.
Title: The Hue for Which I'd Been Born and Bred
Fandom: Star Wars: Republic Commando
Rating: PG
Word Count: 2191
Characters: Delta Squad, minor appearances by Jango and Vau
Summary: Commandos being able to paint their armor was a privilege but not one they were all comfortable with.
( Even his brothers, as they twisted to admire their new look, were an intimidating sight. Sev just felt like a fool. )
Title: The Hue for Which I'd Been Born and Bred
Fandom: Star Wars: Republic Commando
Rating: PG
Word Count: 2191
Characters: Delta Squad, minor appearances by Jango and Vau
Summary: Commandos being able to paint their armor was a privilege but not one they were all comfortable with.
( Even his brothers, as they twisted to admire their new look, were an intimidating sight. Sev just felt like a fool. )