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    Baze Malbus, spiritual advisor to Princess Leia.

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    04 Feb 2020

  2. Public Bookmark 87

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    "Get back in the water before someone sees you.”

    “I’m good luck, you know, you should treat me nicely,” he says in English. He hasn’t ever asked why or how a merman would learn Mandarin or English, but assumes that he has picked up enough just from listening in on people.

    Baze rolls his eyes, “you’re a pain in the ass is what you are.”

    Aka Baze is the captain of a fishing boat, Chirrut is a merman au.

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    25 Dec 2019

  3. Public Bookmark 32

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    He carefully held the shard between two fingers, turning it so it caught the light. “Who are you really?”

    Chirrut’s head cocked to the side. He always could hear the way the kyber sang. It had been a great honor when the abbot had allowed him to mine the shard. Baze had been so swollen with pride that Chirrut said he was in danger of ripping the seams of his robes.

    “Go on,” Chirrut said. “Tell him.”

    In which Baze is lost and then found, and Chirrut is (nearly) always right.

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    08 Dec 2019

  4. Public Bookmark 7

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    A collection of the drabbles I originally wrote on tumblr for ask memes and the like. Find me at erebones, and feel free to leave a prompt!

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    28 Oct 2019

  5. Public Bookmark 7

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    “Feel better after powdering your nose?” Chirrut teased, pouring the kettle and setting it back on the stove.

    Baze snorted, cracking his neck side to side. “I’ll feel better when this damn sandstorm ends.”

    “That may be hours yet, my love, so relax,” Chirrut pointed out reasonably, “Even we can’t fight the weather.”

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    A bit of fluff inspired by Polarcell's art. Because they deserve fic.

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    07 Oct 2019