Slowly--ever so painfully slowly--Baze lowers his lightbow. He sets it down on the ground, and picks his way across the dirt to Ibani's side, ignoring the heavy breathing of the beast. He opens his arms. "Come on, sweetheart. Come off of the walker, and we'll help your... friend."
If the monster attacks him, Chirrut will be able to shoot. He might not bring it down with one shot--and Baze's death won't be a clean one--but Chirrut might be able to distract the beast enough for Ibani to get away.
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Date: 2017-06-25 04:56 am (UTC)If the monster attacks him, Chirrut will be able to shoot. He might not bring it down with one shot--and Baze's death won't be a clean one--but Chirrut might be able to distract the beast enough for Ibani to get away.