AU Kid!Ibani - The Wind

[idontneedluck]

Chirrut doesn't often ask things of the Force, but as the fall edges its way into winter, he has been asking for one thing daily. He prays that this year, the winds don't come. Life with Ibani has settled down into a comfortable routine, and he doesn't want that broken up. He doesn't want her to see him hanging on to his temper with his teeth, doesn't want her to see the spectacle of him needing to be beaten down like a feral creature.

He's afraid of what would happen then.




The Force does not grant him his wish.

One morning he awakes with his skin already crawling, the thin high whistle of the oncoming winter wind already ripping at his peace. He works hard to ignore it - harder than he ever has in his life, even more than the year after the disastrous match with Baze and Eiko.

He makes it through breakfast before he starts to feel his temper fraying. He wants to beg Baze to take Ibani away, somewhere far away, but it's getting to be too cold to go out of the city on frivolous pursuits. It will only lead to a fight.

Chirrut knows despair then. He's not getting past this day without being bloodied.

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[idontneedluck]

"This is better, than it was." He assures her, petting her hair gently. "I used to try and ignore it, when I was younger, until my temper frayed to pieces and I landed more than my fair share of sparring mates in the infirmary."

Chirrut's afraid that doesn't sound any better than the current arrangement, but... the lessening of guilt is immense.

[last_kallig]

"You're better at not hurting other people when you have to fight to take the hurt of the wind away now," she says, leaning into the petting. That's her interpretation of why it's better now, at least.

"Maybe I can find a way for the fire to burn itself out inside you without you getting hurt, when I'm older."

[idontneedluck]

"That will be something to look forward to." He smiles, sadly. "But it is not your problem to fix, little one. I must take responsibility for my own actions, even the ones I am forced into."

[last_kallig]

"Yes, but that doesn't mean you can't accept help, right? I want to help you, because you're my dad and I love you."

She hugs him tighter, probably to the despair of the medics.

[idontneedluck]

"I love you too, Ibani." Chirrut doesn't care, at the moment, how angry he's making the medics. His little girl is here, whole and safe and well.


"Baze Malbus, if you don't come over here I'll set my Guardian-class students to the task of learning to ambush you. For a month." Chirrut and Ibani weren't the only ones to have a rough day, after all.

[iprotectyou]

Baze laughs, though he hasn't been in the mood for laughing all day. He unfurls from his chair in the corner, stretching his sore back, and crosses to the bedside.

"I'm here, Chirrut," Baze says, taking Chirrut's hand in his own and squeezing Ibani's shoulder with the other. "Wild desert walkers couldn't keep me away."

[last_kallig]

"I bet Baze would catch them all before they could sneak up on him," she says to Chirrut.

"What are desert walkers?"

[idontneedluck]

"Some have told me they are great beasts that can roam the Jedhan desert at will, impervious to the cold." Chirrut explains, his voice taking on the lilt of an orator. "But I've never seen one."

With both Baze and Ibani in arm's reach, and the wind's fury beaten out of him, he is the calmest he's felt all day.