Late response, sorry! Hmm… let’s see. Well, I’d agree with you that Droidbait is pretty fast! I’ve mentioned before that I headcanon him as being slightly (just slightly) smaller than the average clone, much like how Zeer is slightly larger, just as a result of the Fett DNA running thin. He’s probably the fastest. Fives and Echo are both very skilled fighters, but Fives is more of a brawler while Echo is more limber. Fives is definitely the strongest, but as far as aggression goes Hevy has him beat if you get him angry. Cutup has great reflexes. It was quite a few chapters ago, but I mentioned that he and Echo were the best snipers of the group. Hevy is also very aware of his surroundings. He’s good at taking things in quickly and making fast decisions. A lot of Echo’s skills are more mental, but they translate well into helping him during conflict–a good memory, for example, and the ability to know what to say during bad situations. He uses those skills to enhance the advanced combat training he got during ARC training.
Those are some of my thoughts, a little scattered, but there you have it! I’m so happy you liked that chapter!!! Thank you!!
“They might need it, Fives,” Echo argues. “I needed it, but even then it wasn’t enough. We know so much. If something goes wrong, they’ll need to be able to hold out.”
“Absolutely not,” Fives repeats. “I know you needed it, but we can’t–ugh. Who’s going to put them through the training? You and I?”
“It’s part of ARC training, Fives–”
“Echo, we can’t do that to them. We can’t. Neither of us could remain professional enough to take others through a T&I course. And it wouldn’t help them, if it was us. It has to be someone you don’t know. Someone you can afford to hate for the rest of your life.”
Echo is silent for a moment, expression twisted in displeasure. Fives doesn’t blame him for the hesitation. Fives has never been tortured–not like Echo has.
“Alright,” Echo says slowly. “You’re right, Fives. I just… I was grateful for it, when the time came.”
Fives puts a hand on his shoulder in support. “If we do our jobs right those three will never be in a situation where they need it,” he says. Echo draws in a breath and nods in agreement.
“What about the other things, then?” he asks. “If T&I is out… pain tolerance is out, too. Emotional control? Mental stability?”
“Force,” Fives mutters, and pinches the bridge of his nose. “They’re so young. Haven’t even seen a real battle yet, would they really understand how to keep PTSD locked down? I don’t even… well. That bit was hard enough for me. I doubt I could teach it, even if they did understand.”
“Maybe I could teach it, but not to shinies,” Echo says grimly. “Their inexperience is working against us.”
“Maybe that’s for the best,” Fives tries, for the sake of remaining optimistic. “I mean, they deserve to learn and grow at their own paces, right? This is the first time for them.”
“I suppose,” Echo says reluctantly. “But will we regret it, if we don’t teach them? The mental and physical sides of ARC training go hand in hand, after all.”
Fives sighs. So many questions, and so few answers.
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