OOM: Shopping

[iprotectyou]

Baze Malbus has always loved the market just outside the Temple of the Kyber in the holy city of NiJedha, where he is a Guardian. The sights and scents and sounds are enticing, and there is always something new to behold.

Today is no different. He and Chirrut have been tasked with picking up the order of vegetables for tonight's dinner, and so it is with a light step and a happy heart that Baze ventures into the stalls.

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[idontneedluck]

Chirrut makes no comment when he hears Baze plowing through his bun like it offered some sort of personal offence. He does grin, a little, when Baze slows down.

He also offers Baze half of the second bun, to be enjoyed while the piper makes the air sing with melodies from a different part of the galaxy.

[iprotectyou]

Baze considers the peace offering for a long while before taking it. He polishes the bun off and sucks the filling off his index finger. "Thanks," he grumbles, picking up all four vegetable bags. "Shall we go, finally?"

[idontneedluck]

Chirrut considers his surroundings - the scents of spices and plants, cooking food and the press of many bodies; the sounds of children and arguments and music; the heat of the afternoon sun... and smiles.

"Yes, I suppose so." He agrees, content. He pops the last of his bun in his mouth and hooks his fingers into Baze's belt again, secure.