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A long time ago in a galaxy far far away…
Ahsoka Tano, soon to be a Jedi knight! After a recent close encounter with Master Aayla Secura, she now wanders the hall of the Jedi temple, needing a way to escape these confinements and see some real action!
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She was back on Meridian, the planet covered by grassy savannas. Her ship had crashed and she was stranded there with her master Anakin, a few clones, and a Jedi she recently met named Aayla Secura. .
The clones were gone, off somewhere on a scouting mission, while Anakin was in a rural village nearby, resting; but Aayla was standing in front of her in the tall grass of the vast plain, her majestic stature facing Ahsoka in its might. Ahsoka felt it build up inside her, the hunger, the need to rip those clothes off of her fellow Jedi and lay with her in the brush.
She was face to face with Aayla's neck now, looking up at the blue face of the Twilek goddess who gazed down at her with her soft but powerful brown eyes. Aayla's purple lips spoke words unto Ahsoka that the young Jedi couldn't hear over the rustling of the grass, the gusts of wind over the sea of reeds.
Suddenly, she could hold back no longer and embraced the Twilek, wrapping her orange arms around the master's exposed stomach and squeezing her huge ass as she buried her nose into massive blue cleavage, her tongue slobbering over the exposed breasts of her superior. Her hands began to tug at Aayla's brown top before she felt the blades of grass wrap around her shoulders and pull her to the dirt floor. She glanced at the weeds that had dragged her down before looking up at her fellow Jedi.
Aayla was naked, the evening sun shining down around her blue figure; her large tits heaved up and down, her wide hips had a lining of light around then, her toned navel breathed in and out, her shaven womanhood shone before her, and her calm expression after the rapid assault Ahsoka had attempted shocked the Padawan. Aayla's purple lips began to speak again, but the sounds around her drowned her out once more.
In a flash, Aayla was topping Ahsoka, pumping their pelvis' together as Ahsoka's moans were also muted by the chorus of the savanna, along with the slapping of their bodies and the grunting of the Twilek, her calm expression never breaking. Waves of heat and euphoria pulsed through the young Togruta's body as she watched the Master work her without breaking a sweat, humping the Padawan into the dirt. Their zones moistened as Aayla pulled an orange leg up against her shoulders for more access, grinding faster and harder. Ahsoka gripped the vines growing over her hands as she was fucked senseless by the immaculate powerhouse on top of her, gripping her hips as she bombarded the Togruta's hot zone.
In another flash, Ahsoka was on her stomach as she felt the woman laying on top of her pile driving something into her snatch; it was long, warm, and hard. She also felt a pair of large breasts squishing against her upper back as her eyes witnessed two blue arms pinning hers against the dirt floor, two blue head tails sprawling out in front of her, light exhalation of air pressing against her own head tails from the purple lips of Aayla Secura. The Twilek's ass pounded into her like a battering ram, fast and hard, as Ahsoka felt it jiggle with each thrust, the Master's hot thick thighs laying on top of hers while spreading them apart for better leverage.
Suddenly, Ahsoka was on her back against as she watched Aayla lower her butt onto her face with a moan; the Padawan wasted no time tonguing and licking and slobbering over the Twilek's womanhood, prodding the entrance before finally slipping inside and wiggling around. She felt a strong yet smooth hand rubbing her own womanhood as a hand guided one of hers to rub Aayla's breasts while guiding another to prod and probe Aayla's navel. Ahsoka felt a buildup within her blue dominator before a wave of Twilek juice erupted and coated her face.
Gasping, Ahsoka awoke.
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The Coruscant sun shot it's radiant beams through the huge windows of the Jedi Temple, illuminating the massive halls with its brilliance as the defenders of the Republic strolled the halls as they went on with their days, conversing with one another, hurrying to a meeting, perhaps leading a group of younglings to a training exercise.
Ahsoka watched one of those groups pass her by as she sat idly on a lonely bench in a temple courtyard; she was one of those learners once, but now she was fully grown, on the verge of becoming a night if all went according to plan. She should feel excited for the upcoming prospect of being knighted to defend the galaxy from evil, but a heavy burden was weighing on her. She let out an exasperated sigh as she lowered her chin into one of her palms as she lazily gazed out at the people milling about, whether they be Jedi, officials, or tourists viewing the grounds.
"Padawan Tano!" A voice called out from behind her, shocking her out of her sullenness.
She stood and turned to face Luminara Unduli, a Jedi master. The olive skinned, darkly clad woman strutted over to her.
"Master Unduli!" Ahsoka exclaimed, bowing. "To what do I owe the pleasure?"
"Walk with me?" Luminara offered, pursing her dark lips together.
The two walked through the various outdoor sections of the temple until they arrived at a small reflection pool encomfrencing a quaint pink flowered lily tree, the yard surrounded by privacy ensuring walls. They sat upon a levitating slab of smooth stone resting just next to the water's edge as Ahsoka pondered what could be the matter.
"At ease Padawan," Luminara assured, smiling. "You're not in trouble."
"Thank you, Master." Ahsoka's exposed shoulders relaxed, her posture losing its rigid form. "What can I help you with?"
"Well, Ahsoka, I'm here to find out how I can help you." Unduli informed. "You see I have a rare gift from the Force that lets me read the emotions of other living beings, and I could sense a great cloud in you that was overpowering the other senses from everyone else within the temple."
"Oh… sorry?"
"No need to be sorry." The Master chided kindly. "I wanted to see if there was something I could do to help; maybe if you talk through these feelings, you could free yourself from the cloud that follows you."
Ahsoka thought for a moment, looking over her reflection in the mirror like a moat in front of them, the still water showing a copy of her staring back, her head tails dangling up at her.
"I've been having… dreams." Ahsoka confessed. "Very… distressing dreams and I fear that if they linger too long, they'll throw off my concentration in my knight trials."
"Hmm, that would be distressing." Luminara agreed, her eyebrows furrowing as her eyes stayed locked to the Padawan's. "What is this dream?"
Ahsoka stammered, trying to find the right words to avoid incriminating Aayla.
"Well, back when my master and I were stranded recently, I thought we were gonna be stuck there. I was really nervous and had all these emotions bottled up inside. I dream about being stuck there again and being…"
Ahsoka got stuck.
Being what, Ahsoka? Topped by a Jedi Master? Luminary's friend, no less!
"Oh, I think I understand now." Luminara realized.
"Wait, you do?" Ahsoka pivoted towards her, shocked as her cheeks began to turn red.
"Yes," Luminara nodded. "It's a natural sensation to feel when you've gone through something like that."
Ahsoka wasn't sure if she should feel relieved that a master knew about her wet dreams.
"Well, I'm not sure how to put it into words." Ahsoka thought.
"You feel… trapped I suppose." Luminara guessed. "The walls of the temple are like the planet you were stranded on, a place where you're free to roam but feel like you can't leave. You haven't been out on an assignment since you got back, haven't you?"
Ahsoka breathed a sigh of relief.
"No, master."
Unduli smiled.
"Well, how about this: assuming your knight trials aren't coming up too soon, I was supposed to go on a short mission with Master Shaak Ti, but my own apprentice is going through her trials very soon, so I must stay to oversee her final training sessions. Perhaps you could take my place! You know, stretch your legs, get out there!"
"That," Ahsoka beamed. "Would be excellent!"
"Wonderful!" Luminara stood. "I'll send word to Shaak. Meet her at her quarters whenever she gives you a time to go over the mission details."
"Yes master!" Ahsoka stood as Luminara strutted back up the stone path towards the main temple courtyards, breathing another sigh of relief as she watched her go.
She turned back towards the pool, eyeing her reflection; there was a slight ripple in the water now, obscuring the image she saw within it. There seemed to be a hint of blue in her orange skin as she glared down at it, squinting her eyes.
"Must be a trick of the light." She guessed as she turned and followed in the master's footsteps.
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Hours later, Ahsoka found herself marching through the residential wing of the temple; the lower ceilings still basked in the lowered sun as the skies turned from blue to purple and orange out the window, flightways filled with vehicles shooting across the cityscape in the distance. The curvaceous hallways meandered this way and that until she turned down one small side alley until she found the right numbered door.
Funny that a member of the council would have a room located so far away from the main chamber she pondered to herself as she rang the doorbell.
"One moment!" She heard a familiar voice call out from inside.
Ahsoka rocked back and forth as she waited, hearing muffled tones conversing inside over some topic that she couldn't make out. It seemed to turn into a short argument before dying down again, footsteps echoing against the floor. Ahsoka stood up straight as the double doors hissed open to find herself face to face with…
Aayla Secura
Ahsoka was pushed against the wall as Aayla sandwiched the Padawan between her body and the cold metal architecture. Aayla slipped a boob from her top and shoved it into Ahsoka's awaiting maw as milk meat slid inside her jaws and began to shoot her precious nectar right down her gullet.
Suddenly Ahsoka was kneeling on the floor, her head pressed between two bare blue gargantuan ass cheeks as she prodded Aayla's back door with her tongue. She was being suffocated by her thick rear and she tried to call out for relief, only to hear Shaak egging Aayla on.
"Ooo Aayla's she's almost ready to finish!"
Her ass enveloped Ahsoka's head as the Togruta grasped Aayla's thick legs to try to push herself free, to no avail
"Ooooooh!" Aayla groaned, her mouth widening from the euphoric sensation. "Padawan Tano!"
"Padawan Tano? You can come in now."
Ahsoka snapped out of it to be face to face with Aayla once again, who had stepped aside to let her into the room.
"Ah- ahem thank you Masters." Ahsoka stuttered as she stepped in, standing side by side with the blue beauty. She stared up at the Twilek as Aayla turned to Shaak.
"I'll see you when you return?" Aayla asked.
"Of course." Shaak smiled and winked at her blue friend.
Aayla smiled back as she turned to the door. She stopped and eyed Ahsoka up and down with a quizzical look on her face before stepping into the hallway.
"Take care, Padawan." Aayla wished as she exited, the door closing behind her.
"So!" Shaak clasped her red hands together, a smile beaming across her cheeks. "You're accompanying me on my survey mission?"
"Yes ma'am!" Ahsoka confirmed as she stepped closer to Shaak's cluttered desk which laid close to one of the walls. "I've been feeling a bit cooped up in here so Master Luminara let me take her place."
"Good to hear!" Shaak exclaimed warmly. "We'll make it fun. Us Togrutas have to stick together do we not?"
"Yes ma'am." Ahsoka confirmed.
"Alright, drop the ma'am thing." Shaak requested. "Call me Shaak, it's less formal and boring and all that."
"Yes ma- I mean Shaak." Ahsoka giggled. "Sorry if I interrupted a conversation with Master Secura, I-"
Shaak held up a hand in solidarity.
"No worries Ahsoka, we were just…"
Shaak looked down for a moment as if pondering what to say.
"Hashing out some details for a new… property the temple is acquiring."
"What would that be?"
Shaak once again took a second to conjure up a response.
"Office space! Yes, as you could probably guess my quarters are a bit of a hassle to get to from the council chambers, and with the growing number of Jedi like yourself, things are getting a bit crowded in the residential section here. So, Master Secura and I are… roommates! Yes, we're rooming together since we like our privacy… and other things. Plus it's easier to take a quick shuttle ride to the temple and use an elevator than walk those silly long hallways to the nearest staircase."
Ahsoka nodded in agreement.
"That must be so fun rooming with Master Secura! She and I were stranded on Meridian for a short time a little while ago."
"Yes," Shaak remembered. "She told me all about that."
Ahsoka held back from blushing, so she only nodded.
"Anyways, meet me at the ship at 11:00 hours tomorrow, docking bay 11, shipyard B." Shaak informed. "It's just a survey of some mid rim systems, will probably take about a week. Pack what you need but not too heavy. Get plenty of sleep tonight!"
"Yes Shaak," Ahsoka confirmed as she began to turn to the door. "Although in recent days, sleep may not be as helpful as it used to be."
"Why? Something wrong?" Shaak asked, concerned.
Ahsoka opened her mouth to say something, but quickly shut it.
"It's complicated, Master. Perhaps I'll tell you on the ship."
"Please do, and again, call me Shaak!"
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She was back on Meridian, in one of the local villages. There were hearths burning within each of the egg shaped houses that she passed by, on a route that only her feet knew and her mind couldn't comprehend. The sounds of love seeped through the cracks of the huts that she passed, sending tingles down her spine and into her loins. She found herself in the village center, peering through a crack in the outer wall to peer inside.
Her master, Anakin Skywalker, was being ridden like a horse by the Twilek master. His groans were a mix of ecstasy and agony as she squeezed him dry, her hands planted firmly on his chest as she bounced on his lap with tremendous force, shaking the walls around them. Her gigantic tits flopped up and down as his face contorted from lust to pain and back again. Their discarded clothes were burning in the campfire inside as the smoke began to condense around the pair; Anakin, coughing and grunting, tried to wave the cloud away but only succeeded in holding it back for a couple seconds before more began to seep out of the flames. Aayla's large rear undulated and jiggled with each percussion, her lekku bouncing around and slapping against her muscled back.
Using the force, Aayla lifted the two of them off the dirt floor and into the air, the walls around them still quivering; he moaned as she wrapped her powerful legs around his back and crushed his waist like a vice grip, her butt pulsating as he shot round after round into her. Ahsoka tried to call out, but from her mouth came no sounds, drowned out by the crackling of the hearth and the moans of the intertwined pair. The hut began to collapse as Aayla arched her back towards the roof.
Dust settled as Ahsoka walked through the remains of the village; the hearths had burned out of control, the huts were gone, and all that was left were the clones, Aayla, the village elder, and her. The clones, Bly and Rex, were laying on the ground beneath Aayla's feet, naked with their manhoods fully hard and being stroked with the force by the Master. Aayla was standing in between them, naked, her arms outstretched while the small, lemur-like villager has positioned between her thighs like he was in between two tree trunks and was shooting his tongue into Aayla's snatch, hungrily slobbering over her nether. Ahsoka felt her clothes fall away as Aayla pulled Ahsoka to her.
"Let's share it together." She heard Aayla whisper to her.
They laid side by side embracing each other as the clones went to town on them, kissing each other as they got pumped in the glowing heat of the fire as the elder crawled atop Aayla's stomach and shoved his small member in between her blue blimps-
Beep beep beep "alarm for 9:00" hours beep beep beep
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The radiant Coruscant sun displayed its brilliance over the Republic military space port. Dozens of small ships darted around as a few massive Venator military vessels slowly marched upwards towards the blue sky. The sounds of busy work filled the air, intercoms blaring, starship horns firing, different transports zooming about.
With bags under her eyes, Ahsoka found herself walking the gangplank up to the ship; it was a light cruiser, cylinderistic in appearance with three ion engines hitting out of the stern, far less impressive than the triangular Republic cruisers like her Master's ship. She eyed the twin laser turrets poking out of the top of the ship as she walked inside.
The white prestyne walls inside of the hull was nearly as blinding as outside was, her boots echoing off the cold metal plating as she passed an assortment of clone troopers, officers, and some non military personnel. Making her way through the intersecting corridors and past dozens of identical doors, she managed to stumble her way to the bridge. The hatch hissed open to reveal Shaak standing behind the two clone trooper pilots at the helm of the vessel, preparing to guide it from port as the Jedi master turned around to face the Padawan.
Shaak wasn't wearing her usual council member robes, rather adorned with a tightly fitting light brown one piece which covered from her neck down to her hips, with two thin leg pieces stretching from her upper thighs down to her calves, showing a bit of her thick red columns around her pelvis; her red and white arms were completely exposed as the one piece tied together around her neck with a thing string, holding up her large chest, which Ahsoka marveled at their size, not realizing they were almost as big as Aayla's. A gap in her outfit showed off a bit of her toned stomach, her navel exposed to the open air as it fluctuated in and out. Shaak's head tails were loosely wrapped by brown clothy string which held her two main ones upright while the third center one hung down the middle of her exposed back.
"Padawan Tano!" Shaak smiled as she entered, one of her hands resting on the chair of the pilot seat behind her. "You nearly missed the departure time!"
"Sorry, Master- I mean Shaak!" Ahsoka apologized profusely, her drowsiness making her sluggish. "I couldn't sleep again last night."
Shaak's bright expression once again turned into concern as she approached her younger counterpart. She placed a warm hand on Ahsoka's shoulder.
"I'm sorry to hear that." The red Jedi lamented, her eyes emanating pity as Ahsoka diverted her gaze. "Perhaps later we can meditate and solve this little issue you have. For now, we have a bit of a haul to get to the first system we're surveying; try to relax in your quarters if you'd like! I already had my droid move your things there."
Ahsoka looked up into Shaak's pretty hazel eyes which gazed down at her; there was a connection there that Ahsoka couldn't put into words, but she felt like Shaak knew more than what she was letting on.
"Thank you Shaak," Ahsoka bowed. "I'll be in my quarters, although I don't know how much sleep I'll be able to get."
"If you'd like, I'll visit in a little while after we're underway." Shaak offered as Ahsoka paced towards the door. "Or you can visit mine!"
"No thank you, I'll be fine." She said, knowing immediately that it was a lie.
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She tossed and turned in the small alcove with a mattress some would call a bed, although it was almost too hard a cushion to be called one. Blanketless, Ahsoka tried to get comfortable as her head rested against the rough pillow that obviously hadn't been through a wash in weeks, the slight smell hitting her nose at a consistent level of subtlety.
It wasn't that however, that kept the Togruta from falling asleep; it was the wariness of her dreams that kept her up, even though her body yearned for rest. What if her dream involved the Twilek walking through the door into her dark quarters, jumping into her bed and shoving one of her girthy lekku down her throat while humping her ferociously, or pulling her to the floor and topping her while shoving her blue fingers up Ahsoka's ass without a second thought?
What would've made her horny a couple weeks ago now dragged Ahsoka to an even deeper level of sleep deprived fatigue; she got up, undressed, and shuffled her way into the small bathroom in her quarters and stepped into the shower. As water dribbled down her face, more scenarios flew through her addled mind; what if Aayla joined her in there and was stuffing Ahsoka's face in between her massive soaped-up fun bags and crushed her, her gasps and cries drowned out by the running faucet and Aayla's lustful grunting as the master pounded Ahsoka's pelvis against the shower wall-
Ahsoka shut off the shower and marched flustered out of the bathroom; she Force pulled the pillow into her hand and buried her face in it, releasing a primal scream into it, shutting her eyes and letting the fury shoot out of her. She pulled back, only to realize she had buried her face Aayla's derrière as she was in bed laying on top of the Twilek's legs, the blue woman up on her elbows twisting her upper body around the get a good look at the lustful Padawan. A quizzical expression dawned on the goddess' perfect face.
"You done?" She interrogated.
Ahsoka gasped as she woke up with a start, hitting her head against the low ceiling of the alcove her head was tucked into. She glanced around the darkened room to make sure she was alone before sinking back down onto the mattress, rubbing her temple that she bruised on the bulkhead. She glared at the plating above her head in contempt, massaging her forehead in anguish as she nearly decided to give up on sleep altogether. Sliding out of bed, she sat against the wall of her quarters in the dark, languishing in the mental torture that was the body of Aayla Secura; her mind jutted back to when she was on the Resolute, outside of Master Secura's quarters, listening to her going at it with another Force user, the echoes of pleasure emanating from the Twilek's quarters that night rang throughout her head as she grimaced in frustration, still rubbing her forehead.
Maybe I do need Shaak's help on this one, she thought to herself as she slipped on her clothes and walked out, the hatch hissing closed behind her.
The whiteness of the hallways once again blinded her as she navigated her ways through the ship until she arrived at Shaak's quarters; they were at the very end of the ship, far away from the rest of the living spaces on the vessel.
Man, she really can't get a convenient spot close to the action, she pondered as she approached the doorway.
That's when she heard it: lustful grunting and whispering coming from inside, the gasping of pleasurable touching emanating from Shaak's lips from within her chamber.
"Oh yeah baby, its really big. Go faster on me."
Another quieter voice responded, sounding a bit garbled as if it was coming from someone on the opposite end of a phone call. Ahsoka couldn't make out what the other person said but there was no questioning who it was: Aayla Secura.
Oh shit, Shaak and Aayla are… Ahsoka left the thought hanging in her mind as her thoughts rushed to create hundreds of fantastical images of the duo going at it in Shaak's office when no one was around; how dirty of them, how hot.
"Mmm that's it babe, keep going." She heard Shaak coo seductively as groaning echoed from the voice call.
Ahsoka couldn't believe it; it was like reliving trauma, repeating a memory all over again, only this time it was Shaak Ti, Jedi Master and council member. She couldn't recall, but maybe it was Shaak who was the other Force wielder in Aayla's quarters on the Resolute. Her mind racing, she leaned against the door to Shaak's room and sank to the floor as the noises of passionate voice loving seeped out from the walls behind her.
"Oh yes Aay, go deeper." "Mmm you look so beautiful right now." "Force I wanna fly back to Coruscant, pull you into the nearest alley and shag the fu-"
Ahsoka couldn't take it anymore; she hastily stood up and slowly crept away, the sounds of Shaak in a flurry of pleasure quickly fading out. She searched intently for any ventilation hatch along the floor or ceiling, scampering up and down corridors with prying eyes.
Minutes passed and finally she gave up as she trudged defeated back to her quarters; her head still rang from the bludgeoning she enacted upon the ceiling as she slunk back into bed, staring once again at the darkly lit plating above. More minutes passed until finally she realized something; switching on a desk lamp on her nightstand, she looked up to notice where she had hit her head, the ceiling tile looked like it was moved out of place, off its rigging a bit. Reaching up, she slipped a finger into the gap between the plate she hit and the adjacent one to find the other side felt hollow. Grabbing the plate, she pulled it down and setting it to the side of her bed, got onto her knees and poked her head into the crawl space. It was dark, a bit musty, but seemed to stretch a long way over the other living quarters; it was no air duct, but it would do.
Squirming through small dust balls and over the heads of unassuming crew members, she finally heard Shaak, still egging her partner on as she unknowingly received a guest above her bulkhead. Ahsoka slowly pulled back a ceiling tile above Shaak's to witness the hottest scene she had ever seen: Shaak was laying on her bed in her darkened room, stripped naked. Her vibrant red skin had ornate white markings and lines etching from her neck, all the way down her sides and muscular stomach, around her hot zone and down her thick thighs. In one hand, she was holding a hologram call while the other hand was in her nether regions pumping in and out of her womanhood. On the hologram was Aayla, also nude, in a crouched position, leaning back and supporting herself with one hand while another held a toy of uncertain length and was pumping it in and out of her own nether. Shaak watched her partner intently as Aayla thrusted the fake member in and out, soaking in the moans and gasps of her blue lover, a sheepish grin on her face.
"Oooh Shaak!" Aayla cried over the holo-call. "You have to try unh this one on me when you get oomph home!"
Aayla's head was tilted back, her mouth agape as her large breasts jiggled; even from her hiding place in the ceiling, Ahsoka marveled at their size as one of her lekku was in the cleavage chasm between them. Almost as impressive were Shaak's, her big and well formed jugs undulating slightly from her pumping her snatch, her forearms nudging one of the red and white-tipped orbs; Ahsoka followed suit and slipped a hand beneath her skirt, feeling her wetness already.
"Mmm yeah, baby, imma put that on and go down on you." Shaak whispered, her grin widening as her Twilek partner got turned on even more, ramping up the speed of her thrusting.
The image fizzled a little before Aayla's cries rang out.
"Shaak! I'm gonna cu-oooooh!"
Ahsoka spotted a jet of liquid shooting out of Aayla's slit, the blue Jedi's entire body heaving from the ordeal.
"Oh Shaak." Aayla moaned as she pulled out the member and tossed it out of range of the holodevice's emitter.
"Mm very good, babe." Shaak reassured as she pulled her hand away from her nether and began to massage one of her nipples. "I can't wait to get back to you."
"Make it snappy, Ti," Aayla said cheekily as she sat down, her legs disappearing as her upper body came closer to the emitter, pulling her lekku around her shoulder behind her back. "I want you in me, and soon."
"You love being topped, don't you?" Shaak teased, squeezing her breast seductively.
"Mmm, maybe." Aayla confirmed with a grin. "Stay safe out there. Love you!"
"Call me later? If I'm gonna be stuck on this mission I might as well have some… exciting company." Shaak requested with a chuckle, sending Ahsoka's blood pressure up.
"Hmm, perhaps that can be arranged." The Twilek winked before the call fizzled out, turning the room dark.
Ahsoka hunkered down in silence, her eyes darting around trying to make out any shapes in the darkness.
Maybe it's time to go, she thought.
"You can come down here." A voice rang out.
Too late