thefulcrumcaptain:

absolxguardian:

thefulcrumcaptain:

Cassian, evidently, had other things on his mind. He watched Chirrut’s partner. “Is he a Jedi?” he asked, with the hushed doubt of a man on the verge of a great discovery.

[Rogue One Novelization by Alexander Freed].

Chirrut’s partner laughed again. The sound was brief and ugly, but Chirrut only shrugged and told Cassian, “Baze Malbus was once the most devoted Guardian of us all.” 

Baze Malbus. Cassian ran the name through his mental database and came up empty. “Now he’s just your guardian?” he asked.

 Neither man took the bait. Cassian ran his hands over his face, scratched at his beard. Both of the Guardians were formidable fighters, to be sure; and Chirrut, Jedi or not, half mad or overzealous or sincere, was an echo of an era the Empire had nearly erased. 

Even the leaders of the Rebellion rarely spoke about the Jedi. Had men like Chirrut been common? Men so certain in their faith that they wielded it like a shield? Men so disciplined that, even blind, they could down a dozen stormtroopers with nothing more than a stick?

 How many people were alive to remember? Before the rise of the Empire, Cassian would have considered the Jedi his enemies. But he’d been so young, too young to understand who he’d been fighting or who he’d been fighting for. Now the Separatists were as forgotten as their Jedi foes.

-Rogue One Novelization

@absolxguardian please, do not apologize for greatness! I contemplated using that passage, in fact, but I thought it might be too long and ended up choosing another that left more room to fill in the implications and the blanks. 

It’s no nice to see I wasn’t the only one who thought about it! And you’re right, that passage does fit the gifset better, it actually makes all the memories that might have struck Cassian in that very moment way more clear.

Thank you for the spot on addition and the feels!

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