#echo bad batch

Echo fans, rejoice! I found new concept art for Echo's original Season 7 Bad Batch armor!

Turns out, he originally kept his ARC Trooper Pauldron and chest piece, including the hand print! The concept art is interesting, because Omega was originally a dark-haired girl, and Taun We was her handler.

Echo's skin color was also a bit less pasty than his Bad Batch design.

More versions below 👇

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thinking about hunter with a s/o who is deaf or hard of hearing. he's been trained to draw blood with his heightened senses, a soldier molded so carefully that the last thing he'd know how to do is take care of someone. but he hears the things you don't, extra sharp in scoping out your surroundings to keep you safe. both of you reach for each other and lace your fingers together when you feel a sound vibrating against the soles of your feet. he squeezes your hand and brushes his lips over your earlobe, tickling you softly with a kiss. you've been teaching him how to sign, surprised one day when you notice he's made a drastic improvement, which is how you know he's been practicing to talk to you (and asking tech for help).

thinking about tech with a s/o who has a chronic illness. he doesn't think of you as a burden or a means to an end; he sees you as a person. he understands when it's difficult to get out of bed, stroking the top of your head for as long as you want his company. you catch him knocked out in front of a screen after researching your condition for hours, his glasses crooked over his nose from falling asleep by accident. he knows you can take care of yourself, but he wants to be there for you as much as possible, even coming with you to your appointments. the usually introverted man you know is suddenly sharp and stern with your doctors, helping you validate your pain when you feel overlooked in advocating for yourself.

thinking about wrecker with a s/o who experiences muscle weakness, fatigue, chronic pain, something that you'd think would clash with his high energy and superhuman strength at first glance. your instinct is to steer clear of someone his size, but he's so incredibly gentle with you, consciously making the decision to learn how to handle you carefully without treating you like glass. he's super encouraging as he offers to work out with you and do physical therapy together, and you laugh when he blows out a tired breath, mumbling, "whew, dunno how you do it..." he knows you're not weak, but he offers you his strength, cradling you to his chest in his large arms as he whispers that you're the strongest person he knows.

thinking about crosshair with a s/o who is blind. his eyes are his strength on the field, so your different experiences are fascinating to each other. you can't see his long, pretty fingers, but you can feel them wrap around your wrist to bring your hand to his face, quiet as he lets you touch his features. he holds his breath, unable to speak through the careful sensation of your fingertips tracing over his eyelids before running down the bridge of his nose. his lips part slightly when you touch his mouth, and you're not sure if he's smiling until you feel your way around the curve. he's not usually open to just anyone's perceptions, but he knows he's safe with you, even a bit cheeky as he draws your hand down his chest, hearing your breath hitch.

thinking about echo with a s/o who has prosthetic limbs, just like him. your love for each other primarily manifests as support and understanding, knowing you're in this together. he's constantly hounding you for not being careful with yourself, grumbling about how "you never listen" as he kneels down and fixes your prosthetic for you. you keep him in check, too, especially because he's the most selfless person you know, often neglecting his own health to focus on his loved ones (including you). you notice each other's pained, hidden winces from flared-up phantom pain, giving each other the same concerned stare that's met with a reassuring shake of your head. you're a team, and you trust him to stay with you for the long run.

Rounding off the bad batch we have Echo.

When I did the sketch of Tech, I wasn’t intending for it to turn into anything. However I’m glad I decided to continue down that rabbit hole. Definitely is scratching my itch to get back into doing more frequent sort of bad batch artwork.

☀️My piece for the Pabu Days zine!!! Finally!! ☀️