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It was raining.
Really, really raining.
With the distant roll of thunder echoing across the horizon, Ahsoka had suspected that there might be at least a little sprinkle, but nothing could have prepared her for this!
She had only spent five minute out under the pewter sky, but already she was drenched from head to toe. Absolutely, positively soaked. Her boots, saturated with water, squished as she walked and her clothes stuck to her skin as if they had been glued on. Not to mention that she was freezing. Coruscant wasn't warm on the best of days, but right now, with the 40 degree weather and the pouring rain, it was miserable.
Ahsoka was this close from smacking herself.
Stupid. Stupid. Stupid.
She knew she should not walk over to Padme's, but nooooo. Instead she just had to decided that today was the day when she was finally going to visit her friend's apartment and chat for awhile, like they had been planning to. She had expected-no, welcomed-the idea of a little rain because it meant that Obiwan would drag over his former apprentice to his room while the meditated and drank bitter green tea. Obiwan was trying to get Anakin to "submerge himself in the force" more, claiming that he needed to "center himself" more often. Obiwan claimed that the rain would somehow help center himself. He was probably over there now, dozing off while Obiwan took deep breaths and muttered spiritual sayings about the mysterious ways of the force. She grimaced, looking around her. He was lucky; while he was submerged in the force, she was submerged in freezing water.
Ahsoka rubbed her nearly-numb hands across her arms furiously, trying to get her blood going to warm her up. It didn't work, as the rain defied any attempt to heat herself up. "Uggghhh!" Ahsoka half-yowled, looking up at the iron-colored clouds. "Why, of all days, today?!" The sky, naturally didn't answer, instead sending a raindrop splashing right into Ahsoka's left sapphire eye with a a satisfied, "plop."
She shook her head, startled, then looked at the ground. She didn't like it when water of any type, be it from sea, rain or (most commonly) tears, espically when it got in her eye. It made her usually crystal-clear sight rather blurry and vague, hindering her movements.
She sighed, trying to look on the bright-side of things. At least Coruscant was pretty when it rained.
Peacock puddles littered the gray pavement of Coruscant's sidewalk, their silver surface constantly disrupted by ripples from raindrops. Skyscrapers were topped with thick, smokey clouds, and the extra rainwater flowed down their sides like miniature waterfalls. Next to those skyscrapers sat coffee shops like Carlo's Cafe. They glowed warm and welcoming as their buttery light shone from windows. Honestly, if she wasn't stuck in the very middle of the downpour, looking at it from one of those shops or at least from the Jedi temple, it might have even been beautiful.
Ahsoka rubbed her arms once again. Instead it was both freezing.
After fifteen more minutes of walking through the rain, she reached Padme's apartment.
After five more minutes of waiting for her friend to be able to hear her over the sound on pouring rain, Padme opened the door.
After ten minutes of drying off, Padme let her borrow an extra pair of sweatpants and a comfy t-shirt.
Finally, she was ready to talk to her friend and enjoy a nice, warm, and sweet cup of coffee...
And then the rained stopped.
Just like that.
A final flash of lighting and a small roll of thunder and it was over. Done. Gone.
Ahsoka walked outside with an umbrella, just in case, and looked up at the blue sky. Not a single cloud was in sight.
If she had waited around thirty five minutes to leave for Padme's, she would have spared herself getting wet.
She blinked. Then Blinked again.
"Are you kidding me?!"