Chains
Ahsoka /Cad Bane relationship
Ventress / Ahsoka friendship
Rating: T/M
Chains
The small and lithe shadow figure moved through the dark alleyways of the lower levels of Coruscant as their cloak billowed behind them. They slipped into one of the rooms of the shady motel down the street from the seedy club and bar.
They lifted up a tightly curled fist and knocked onto the door. A voice on the other side of the door answered:
"Little Pet told she would kill whom mercifully?"
"The Hairless Harpy." The other voice mumbled lowly, glancing around the empty hallway.
The door opened and the figure outside slipped in and discarded the cloak; Ahsoka Tahno stood in front of her mutual partner, Ventress. The cloak fell in a clump on the floor by Ahsoka's heavy boot clad feet.
"Were you followed?" Ventress asked as the room was bathed in glowing light by a passing cruiser for a fleeting moment.
"No," the almost-fully matured Togruta woman said as she moved her right head-tail back into place as it brushed against her hip annoyingly. The loose fitting clothing not justifying her regal appearance as she cocked her hip to the side and placed her hand on it. "I would've sensed them by now. How did your part of the plan go?" She said, glancing to the slumped and bound body in the corner that was still in a forced slumber.
"Well. There are enough credits in both of our pockets and if we turn him in there will be even more. The Ship is ready I presume?" Ventress asked without looking at her partner, her attention was better grasped by something across the way that came out of the bar.
"Yes, give me another hour or so and we can move out of here. We spent too long in one place with no allies."
"Good, good… Stay close to the shadows, and don't get caught… There are a few unwelcomed guests in the area…" Ventress said distastefully, like the words were bitter tasting and poison on her tongue.
"How so?" Ahsoka clasped the cloak around her neck and drew the hood back up.
"Empire scouts." Ventress' lips curled up in a sneer and Ahsoka's heart stuttered in her chest as she heard this.
Oh she knew what happened, she knew exactly what happened. How Anakin went wild and slaughtered all the younglings as the Clones turned on their Jedi leaders.
All of them, dead.
Obi-Wan had found her a year back, sat her down with a drink, and told her that she was fortunate that she left when she did- if she hadn't denounced her affiliation with the Jedi council, Rex would've come and killed her too. It was by pure luck alone that Obi-Wan, Mace Win-Du, Yoda, and very few others made it out at all let alone alive.
He presented her with a baby girl and explained how Anakin and Padme had twins, the son was back on Anakin's home planet while he was trying to find a suitable home for the small girl. He offered her to Ahsoka, but the young woman merely raised an eyebrow then and showed him the bounty she had on her own head.
"The business isn't easy, and I don't want to subject that child into it, either." Was her only reply.
Obi-Wan nodded in understanding and waved goodbye to her and a half-hearted promise that they would stay in contact.
The memory was quick but the hatred she felt was still there, she frowned and patted the credits in her pocket and the lightsaber and gun in the other.
"I'll radio you when the ship is done. You know the one I found-"
"The PTX-R 45 with a lower level docking bay?"
"Exactly."
"Find a few droids while you're at it," Ventress threw some more credits in Ahsoka's direction and she easily caught them out of thin air. "Medical, an R3 or R4 unit, perhaps a translation droid, and one to pilot for us. I have a few ideas what can be used for in the docking bay."
Ahsoka grinned from under her hood- not cheesy or eager: predatory, and amusemed. She slipped out of the hotel room easily and the door shut silently.
She liked working with Ventress, really she did. She did not trust her though.
And in turn Ventress didn't trust her back. Though if she would rather have anyone in her room at night and know they most likely wouldn't kill her in her sleep, it would be Ahsoka, and that had to count for something.
The figure in the corner groaned lowly into their gag, and with Ventress right beside them she kicked them in the side with her heeled boot. They coughed and sputtered into the gag before passing out again in a drug induced haze. She stared down at the motionless form for a few more seconds before returning her gaze to the outside world behind cheap blinds and glass.
"This work is never easy." She grumbled to herself.