Rules of Engagement

[idontneedluck]

Spring days are not fine on Jedha - if anything they're worse than winter's deadened chill.
Rain comes sporadically, but when it does come it drenches the world, the ground too desiccated to absorb the water poured onto it. Outside the temple, short-lived rivers flow as the rain pours down. Inside the temple, the atmosphere (in at least one hallway) is much more cheerful.

Chirrut's practically skipping as he leads the way down the halls, tugging impatiently on Baze's sleeve. Agilely he dodges classes of acolytes and manages to slow to a more respectful walk when they come in range of one of the Elders. He's back to skipping once they turn a corner.

"Come along Baze, we're going to be late - she has lessons this afternoon, we can't be all day." He chides, gleeful in his eagerness.

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[idontneedluck]

"Err." A voice behind them breaks in, one of the technicians from the infirmary. The lanky fellow looks both amused and abashed, and keeps a healthy distance away from Baze. "Actually, he is. We slipped him a sedative." He admits, wryly.

"Guardian Imwe has a reputation. Guardian Malbus, if you need more, he has an open prescription. Mixes well with tea." He smirks, his innocent face not any more convincing than Chirrut's.

[iprotectyou]

"The--the painkillers were a sleep aid?" Baze says, puzzling this out. He glances to his passed out friend, and then gives an impressed look to the technician before he leaves. "All right, then. We can live with that."

Eiko sets the tea down on the nightstand and helps Baze settle Chirrut in the bed, tucking the blankets around his neck. "I have lessons," she says, smiling. "I'll leave you to watch him. Let me know if he gets any worse."

"Certainly," Baze says, settling on his own bed to keep an eye on his friend, as promised.