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Chirrut and Baze's little rescuee slept like the dead, as the saying goes. Maybe that was due to her body needing the sleep so badly to heal, or perhaps the medicine for the fever had a sedative effect. Either way, that means she slept all night and relatively late into the morning.

She's confused when she wakes up, not realizing where she is, and she makes a small, confused noise to go with the confusion in the Force. When memory comes back, she's surprised instead. Apparently everything that happened yesterday was REAL and not a hallucination brought on by her fever!

Date: 2017-06-03 10:03 pm (UTC)
idontneedluck: (I don't need luck)
From: [personal profile] idontneedluck
Chirrut is sitting cross-legged on his neatly made bed, meditating, when Ibani wakes up. He rouses when she does, cocking his head as if to better listen to her sounds of re-discovering the world.

"Good morning, little one. How do you feel?"

Date: 2017-06-03 10:11 pm (UTC)
iprotectyou: An animated gif of Baze smiling (smile)
From: [personal profile] iprotectyou
Baze, who was messing with a cooler filled with cheese and fruit and yogurt for breakfast, stops and perks up when Chirrut speaks. The larger man beams at the tiny girl, and immediately crosses to her bedside to offer her a pear. "Good morning, Ibani. Can I check your head for fever?"
Edited Date: 2017-06-03 10:11 pm (UTC)

Date: 2017-06-04 01:27 am (UTC)
idontneedluck: (I don't need luck)
From: [personal profile] idontneedluck
Chirrut smiles at her joy as he waits for Baze's assessment.

"You sound better. Baze, if we need more Bacta patches I have some in the 'fresher." He calls, his stashes becoming more specialized over time.

Date: 2017-06-04 02:01 am (UTC)
iprotectyou: Baze smiling the tiniest bit (why hello there)
From: [personal profile] iprotectyou
Baze presses the back of his hand to Ibani's forehead. Normally, with any other initiate in his care, he'd test for fever with his lips, but he's not about to take that kind of liberty with a girl he's just met. Kisses are more accurate, but he needs to get to know her a little better first.

"You're fever-free," Baze announces to both her and Chirrut. "But Chirrut is right--I need to change the bacta patches on your neck. Is that all right?"

Date: 2017-06-04 03:43 am (UTC)
idontneedluck: (We two can be good company)
From: [personal profile] idontneedluck
"Neither have I." Chirrut grins, shameless. "But it sounded like a pear. I've come to like pears, they're very unusual."

Date: 2017-06-04 04:00 am (UTC)
iprotectyou: An animated gif of Baze smiling (smile)
From: [personal profile] iprotectyou
Baze laughs. That joke never gets old. "It was a pear," he says, already retreating into the fresher to wash his hands and retrieve the bacta patches. He returns and settles on the bed beside Ibani. "And I have cheese for us, too."

Baze is prepared for what he sees when he removes the spent patches. The sight of the wounds on her neck, rubbed raw from the slave collar, still make him grimace. He tries to work as quickly and efficiently as he can, to keep from crying. After replacing the spent patches with fresh ones, he pats her shoulder and retreats into the fresher to wash his hands again.

Date: 2017-06-04 04:09 am (UTC)
idontneedluck: (I don't need luck)
From: [personal profile] idontneedluck
"I don't see anything, little one." Chirrut explains, gently. There's no pain behind his words - this is not something he feels is a loss, or a disadvantage. "I never have been able to."

Date: 2017-06-04 04:11 am (UTC)
iprotectyou: Baze smiling the tiniest bit (why hello there)
From: [personal profile] iprotectyou
Baze crosses to the cooler where he left the food, and takes a cup of strawberry yogurt and a spoon over to Ibani. "This is yogurt, a creamy treat," he says, offering her the food. "It has berries in it."

Date: 2017-06-04 04:28 am (UTC)
idontneedluck: (I don't need luck)
From: [personal profile] idontneedluck
"Not any sort of sight." Chirrut agrees as he reaches over to snag a Gor apple and a few slices of cheese to start with. "What do you think, Baze - shower today, or should she have a bath to keep the patches dry?"

Because bathing is happening, Ibani. One way or another. At least it's not a sonic cleaner.

Date: 2017-06-04 04:31 am (UTC)
iprotectyou: Baze tilting his head back and laughing (hahaha)
From: [personal profile] iprotectyou
"That's up to the lady," Baze says with a smile, bringing a plate of cheese and another pear over to Ibani. "But I would recommend a bath, patches or no patches. We can always replace them, and she needs to wash out the wound."
Edited Date: 2017-06-04 04:31 am (UTC)

Date: 2017-06-04 04:41 am (UTC)
idontneedluck: (I don't need luck)
From: [personal profile] idontneedluck
"Cold water? Oh no, you don't have to put up with that. It can be as hot as you can stand, and there's bubbles."

Chirrut is deeply, deeply fond of the baths here. He pretty much demands coming here after a hard sparring session to soak in the tub for hours.

Date: 2017-06-04 04:44 am (UTC)
iprotectyou: An animated gif of Baze smiling (smile)
From: [personal profile] iprotectyou
"He means soap bubbles," Baze says, chuckling. He once again crosses to the cooler to make himself a large plate of cheese and pears. "They smell good and foam up. And he's right--the water will be hot. This place is magic, no way would we let you have cold baths."

Date: 2017-06-04 04:53 am (UTC)
idontneedluck: (I am one with the force)
From: [personal profile] idontneedluck
"Mines?" Chirrut asks, fishing in the pockets of his robe until he finds the tiny crystal she gave him the night before. "For these?"

Date: 2017-06-04 04:54 am (UTC)
iprotectyou: Baze smiling the tiniest bit (why hello there)
From: [personal profile] iprotectyou
"Are there a great many children in the mines?" Baze adds, trying to keep his mood from spiraling into a deep, dark place.

Date: 2017-06-04 05:18 am (UTC)
idontneedluck: (I am one with the force)
From: [personal profile] idontneedluck
Chirrut clings to his calm with his fingernails. This child was bought and sold like bread from the shop. A couple deep breaths keeps him from openly snarling, though true, full control eludes him.

He hasn't even had tea yet, give him a break.

"Do you... know where your family is, Ibani?" He asks, carefully.

Date: 2017-06-04 05:22 am (UTC)
iprotectyou: Baze Malbus holding his heavy repeater rifle and raising his brows (I think not)
From: [personal profile] iprotectyou
Baze grips the plate in his hands so tightly, his fingers hurt. He draws a quick breath in through his nose, and another, and another. "The Force is with me, and I am with the Force, and I fear nothing, for all is as the Force wills it," he chants under his breath.

Date: 2017-06-04 05:44 am (UTC)
idontneedluck: (What is sight)
From: [personal profile] idontneedluck
"She sounds like as much mother as anyone could hope to have." Chirrut soothes, his voice rough as ground glass. He... isn't going to talk about her being branded. He's absolutely sure he won't be able to stay calm through a conversation like that.

Date: 2017-06-04 05:48 am (UTC)
iprotectyou: An animated gif of Baze running away from an explosion (only cool guys walk away)
From: [personal profile] iprotectyou
"How many guards are there, Ibani?" Baze says, setting the plate aside before he smashes it on the floor or cracks it in his grip. His anger festers in his heart, turning it black. The chanting helped, but only for a moment; the next horrible thing she tells them will have him roaring.

Date: 2017-06-04 06:03 am (UTC)
idontneedluck: (I am one with the force)
From: [personal profile] idontneedluck
"He can't hurt you here." Or ever again, says the bite in Chirrut's voice. Not if he has anything to say about it.

Date: 2017-06-04 06:04 am (UTC)
iprotectyou: Baze Malbus holding his heavy repeater rifle and raising his brows (I think not)
From: [personal profile] iprotectyou
"We have to go back there, Ibani," Baze says, crossing to her side again and kneeling in front of the bed. He offers his hands, palms up, to take hers in his. "We have to free your mother. But not right now. Now, you need to recover."

Date: 2017-06-04 06:17 am (UTC)
idontneedluck: (What is sight)
From: [personal profile] idontneedluck
Chirrut... really, really, really isn't on board with this plan to allow Ibani to go anywhere near the slavers again.

He's not sure how to say that without having a tiny child rebellion on his hands.

So he doesn't.

Orally, anyway.

"I am sure we have handled worse, before."

Date: 2017-06-04 06:20 am (UTC)
iprotectyou: Baze smiling the tiniest bit (why hello there)
From: [personal profile] iprotectyou
Neither is Baze, but he's not about to turn down the opportunity to gather intelligence. Maybe, he thinks, they can just... keep her out of the way. Stuff her in a tunnel, take care of the guards and the scary one, and then call her out later, for the rest of the slaves. Yes. That will do nicely. It's a plan.

It's a stupid plan, and Baze knows it. But he can't think of any better ones.

He squeezes her hands. "Yes," he says, nodding exactly once. "It's a promise."

Date: 2017-06-04 06:42 am (UTC)
idontneedluck: (Judge me by my sight do you)
From: [personal profile] idontneedluck
It's adorable. She's so, so very happy.

Chirrut's mood is absolutely foul, and he worries that he'll ruin it, for her.

So he leaves. He knows he mutters some excuse, something about being late... for something, he's not sure if he specified, but if he stays, he's not going to be able to keep control of his temper.

He wouldn't scare her for all of the kyber in the temple.

So he leaves, taking his staff with him, his course having no true final destination but plenty of speed.

Date: 2017-06-04 06:45 am (UTC)
iprotectyou: An animated gif of Baze smiling (smile)
From: [personal profile] iprotectyou
Baze embraces her back, but something's wrong with Chirrut. Baze eases out of the hold as gently as he can--and sooner than he really wants to. "I'll be right back, Ibani," he says, smiling at her. He ruffles her hair. "Go ahead and eat, please. I'll only be a moment."

He leaves her there on the bed, and hurries to find his distraught friend.

Date: 2017-06-04 06:53 am (UTC)
idontneedluck: (I am one with the force)
From: [personal profile] idontneedluck
Chirrut is... singularly hard to find. He's not at the bar getting a cup of sapir. He's not in the kitchens. He's not out on the beach. He's not in the sauna. He's not in the gym.

There he is.

Out by the lake, on one of the larger rocks, out where the wind off the water can block out some of his hearing, where he can run through one of the older katas while being reasonable sure of being uninterrupted on accident.

Date: 2017-06-04 06:56 am (UTC)
iprotectyou: Baze looking off to the side, wrinkling his nose (how about no)
From: [personal profile] iprotectyou
Fortunately for Baze, he knows all of Chirrut's hiding spots. However, this is the last one Baze thinks to check, so by the time he finds him, the larger man is panting hard, having run all over the damn place.

"Chirrut!" he calls, his hands cupped around his mouth. He draws closer, recognizing the stiffness in his friend's stance, the furious movements which are meant to spend energy and stretch muscles. By the time Baze stomps over there, making plenty of noise, he's sullen. "What happened?"

Date: 2017-06-04 07:00 am (UTC)
idontneedluck: (I am one with the force)
From: [personal profile] idontneedluck
"You did!" Chirrut growls, forcing himself to keep going through the motions. "You promised her she could go back! What the kriff were you thinking?"

Date: 2017-06-04 07:03 am (UTC)
iprotectyou: An animated gif of Baze blinking (if you say so)
From: [personal profile] iprotectyou
Baze thinks on his next words carefully... and draws a complete blank. Chirrut deserves an answer, however, as angry as he is, so Baze licks his lips and tries to grasp something--anything.

"I didn't mean to," he says honestly--as if Baze is never not honest. He raises his hands in a placating gesture his friend can't see. Baze still feels the gesture is necessary; Chirrut has his staff. "I only meant that we'd free her mother. I wasn't thinking. I'm sorry."

Date: 2017-06-04 07:08 am (UTC)
idontneedluck: (I am one with the force)
From: [personal profile] idontneedluck
"She could die." Chirrut snarls - and it's a heartbroken sound, because he won't be able to keep her safe. "She's so fragile..."

This is a lie, and he knows it - there's kyber in that girl's heart. But he can't help but think of her slight weight in his arms the previous night, the way she was all bones and fever-heat.

Date: 2017-06-04 07:14 am (UTC)
iprotectyou: Baze Malbus holding his heavy repeater rifle and raising his brows (I think not)
From: [personal profile] iprotectyou
Baze pulls Chirrut into a fierce embrace, heedless of the staff, cupping the back of his head.

"She could," Baze murmurs, rubbing his friend's back. "She very well could. But if we don't go back with her, she'll probably find a way back on her own--possibly without us even knowing about it!"

Baze frowns, chewing this problem over. "Even if we take her back to the temple, she might hare off through a door to Milliways by herself. Could we watch her every moment?"

Date: 2017-06-04 07:17 am (UTC)
idontneedluck: (What is sight)
From: [personal profile] idontneedluck
For once, probably the first time in his life, Chirrut doesn't crack a joke about not being able to see.

He stands stiff as a board in Baze's arms, vibrating with tension, his voice cracking with agony.
"If I must, she can't... they branded her like an animal, nearly worked her into a grave... they can't have her!"

Date: 2017-06-04 07:22 am (UTC)
iprotectyou: An animated gif of Chirrut's hand resting on Baze's cheek (oh chirrut)
From: [personal profile] iprotectyou
If Baze knew that Chirrut held back on the joke, held back on gently chastising him for using sighted language, it would break the larger man's heart. As it is, his tender heart shatters at the ragged edges in Chirrut's voice, at the situation Ibani finds herself in, at how helpless he feels railing against it.

"No, they can't," he snarls, giving into his anger--because anger is a much more active emotion than grief, and easier to swallow. He holds his friend tightly, clinging to him like a buoy in a storm--though the only storm here is their rage. "We won't let them. Come, Chirrut. Let's free her mother."

Date: 2017-06-04 07:26 am (UTC)
idontneedluck: (What is sight)
From: [personal profile] idontneedluck
If Baze hadn't given his word already, Chirrut would bargain. Bargain and stall and generally work to delay the day until it was forgotten entirely.

But he won't cause Baze to break his word.

"As the Force wills."

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