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they shall not grow old , as we that are left grow old ; age shall not weary them , nor the years condemn . at the going down of the sun and in the morning we will remember them .
ahsoka tano of the star wars universe / cherished by athena
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𝐢’𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝.
‘ i’m sorry for the , er , inconvenience , chancellor –––– but anakin has been summoned by the council . ‘ even despite her many years of training , ahsoka struggles to mask the deep sense of unease that works its way into her muscles . she stands tall , her back uncomfortably straight –––– she’s overcompensating . ahsoka feels small in the presence of the elder politician , their great LEADER , the very man who countless soldiers –––– clones and jedi alike –––– have sacrificed their lives to protect . it is an incredible honor to be assigned escort to the chancellor , obi - wan had told ahsoka before sending her on her way . yet now , as she stands beside the man with twin sabers ready to serve , her stomach twists itself into KNOTS .
‘ i know that i’m no jedi knight , but i hope you can trust me all the same . ‘ thankfully , ahsoka’s voice does little to reveal her anxieties , dripping with the usual juvenile CONFIDENCE that others have come to expect from her . ‘ i am at your service , chancellor . ‘
-ˋ₊˚. ✧ @pclpatine / starter call !
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‘ –––– i’m not who you think i am . ‘ well , this certainly wasn’t how ahsoka had planned for her night to go , but there was no stopping it now . since the fall of the jedi order and the subsequent rise of the EMPIRE , ahsoka has journeyed from one OUTER RIM planet to the next , losing track of the names as she never stays in a single place for very long . whenever she settled upon someplace new , ahsoka always made a point to visit the local CANTINA first –––– it was the fastest way to gather some rudimentary knowledge on the social hierarchy of her new habitat . only this time , ahsoka finds herself seated across from a rather furry STRANGER , nursing an amber - colored drink in her hand . orange - white features are hardened , serious , but the slight slur in her speech reveals that perhaps she’s had a bit too much to drink .
' . . . i’m not with them –––– the ORDER . ‘ the final word falls past her lips in a voice hardly above a whisper ( even in her tipsy haze , ahsoka at least understands the need to be cautious ) . ‘ though , i guess it doesn’t matter anymore . they’re gone . ‘
-ˋ₊˚. ✧ @rebelrug / starter call !
she can hear her heartbeat pounding in her ears , a fervent drumbeat amidst the all too familiar sound of blaster - fire . ahsoka ducks one way and then the other , doing all that she can to avoid the red - hot bolts of PLASMA that fly her way . what was supposed to be a covert investigation of a smuggling ring on thabeska had quickly devolved into an all - out FIREFIGHT . twin blades rest at either one of her hips , waiting to be ignited at her command –––– but it’s too soon , ahsoka reminds herself . obi - wan’s advice now echoes in her mind : use your resources .
cerulean eyes dart across her surroundings , stopping upon a figure –––– a man only meters away –––– who appears to have also attracted the attention of the smugglers’ weaponry . the enemy of my enemy is my friend . ahsoka moves on instinct , twisting and twirling out of the line of fire as she makes her way towards the stranger . she takes a small hand - blaster from the weapons belt on her waist and tosses it towards him –––– it’s not much , but it’s certainly better than NOTHING .
‘ –––– so , what’s your plan out of this ? ‘
-ˋ₊˚. ✧ @rebelmade / starter call !
-ˋ₊˚. ✧ 𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎 :
HE COULDN’T HAVE LEFT HIM . The thought alone made him feel sick to the stomach . The moment he looked at the child the first time , he felt it . Like a tug , pulling him closer to the child … as if bond formed the second they first saw each other . WAS THAT POSSIBLE ? Din did not understand the force , nor did he think he ever would . Now , he watched the kid , GROGU , he had a name . ❝ how can you understand him ? he can’t speak . ❞ not to him , perhaps . But he knew , Grogu had tried to communicate a few times already , had tried to form words , but they did not come easily to the toddler , instead , all that left his lips were scrambled words , brabbled out sentences no one understood . She , however , SEEMED TO UNDERSTAND .
head was tilted to the side , gaze on the child now . Watching him carefully . ❝ Grogu …❞ the name was spoken silently , but the child turned his head to look at the Mandalorian , wide eyes full of wonder & childlike innocence . ❝ I was tasked to bring him to his kind , YOU are who I was looking for . ❞ there was no future for them , he would leave the child here like he was told to do . Like the mission required it from him . He would leave Grogu here with Ahsoka , he would learn from her & Din would never see him again . The thought , it made his heart feel HEAVY .
Mandalorian had to quietly clear his throat , attention wandering back to the Jedi & behind the helmet , he frowned , muscles tensing at her words . WHAT WAS SHE SAYING ? ❝ what consequences ? ❞ Mandalorian wondered , leaning over just a tad , closer to the fire between them . Even with the helmet in the way , it was obvious that he was simply GLARING at her by now . Would she make this harder than it had to be ? ❝ I will leave him here with you . There won’t be any consequences. That was my task , I fulfilled it . ❞
' children of the force do not need words to understand each other . ‘ a slow smile broke across ahsoka’s face , curling first one side of her mouth and then the other . azure hues are alight with fondness as her gaze shifts once more to the child beside her , whose dark but innocent eyes stare back at her with a note of curiosity . ahsoka felt as though lifetimes had passed since she last found herself in the presence of a YOUNGLING . her mind momentarily drifts to old memories , reflecting warmly upon cold treks to ilum alongside their youngest jedi –––– a past now lost in space .
the sound of the mandalorian’s voice pulls her back to REALITY . sky - bright hues return to his helmeted visage , hands folding carefully to rest in her lap as she listens to the soft crackle of the nearby fire . her mind vaguely recalls an old proverb master yoda had once told her as a youngling –––– but the words fail to come . a gentle sigh slips past her lips . ahsoka worries if there will be a day when she no longer remembers the wisdom of the jedi .
‘ i won’t teach him , ‘ she says firmly , abruptly . ‘ . . . i can’t . ‘ her voice is softer this time , a note of defeat just barely audible . ahsoka’s eyes lower as she turns her gaze towards the orange - yellow glow of the fire . years of EXILE , of covering her tracks across the galaxy , have taught her how to mask the emotions on her face –––– but that didn’t make them feel any less painful . ‘ i’ve seen what happens to jedi , to MASTERS , when they develop attachments that they cannot let go . ‘ slowly , with great care , ahsoka’s eyes return to the mandalorian –––– only this time , she struggles to hide the pain that dulls her gaze . ‘ i’m not the one who can train him –––– but there are others . ‘
the jedi were gone . ahsoka thought it mercilessly , over and over again –––– still too afraid to say the words out loud , unwilling to take the final step : the jedi were dead . all of them . the warriors , the scholars , the diplomats , the generals . countless lives wiped from the face of the galaxy , and there was nothing ahsoka could do .
she finds some solace , however , in knowing that she is not the only one who now carries the BURDEN of survival upon battle - worn shoulders –––– she is not alone . azure hues settle on the familiar features of her companion , her CAPTAIN , one of the few survivors left to carry the knowledge of what once was . ahsoka is silent in her exhaustion , but she ignores the ache in her muscles as she offers a small ration pack to rex .
‘ . . . we can’t stay here much longer . ‘
-ˋ₊˚. ✧ @cprex / starter call !
anyway here’s a lil starter call because my semester is almost over and i have no self control <333
they shall not grow old , as we that are left grow old ; age shall not weary them , nor the years condemn . at the going down of the sun and in the morning we will remember them .
ahsoka tano of the star wars universe / cherished by athena
‘ you didn’t have to come with me , y’know –––– this isn’t my first time on ILUM . ‘ despite the playful banter that falls easily past rose - hued lips , ahsoka’s stomach is knotted with nerves as she and anakin descend from her ship . the snow - covered earth feels hauntingly familiar as it crunches beneath ahsoka’s boot , instantly bringing her back to her first search for KYBER CRYSTAL as a youngling . when master yoda said that she was ready to take on a second lightsaber , ahsoka had been a whirlwind of excitement –––– now , she can’t shake the feeling of trepidation that works its way into her furrowed brows .
' . . . it’s never easy , is it ? ‘
-ˋ₊˚. ✧ @jedie / starter call !
𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 ; 𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘻𝘦 ‘𝘮𝘪𝘥𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘶𝘴𝘬’𝘴 𝘴𝘢𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘯 . enough to 𝖑𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙 the her way &𝕓 𝕦 𝕣 𝕟 anything attempting to stop her . independent &highly selective 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚜 original character:sarela anya garr. 𝖼𝗋𝗈𝗐𝗇𝖾𝖽 𝖻𝗒 𝓶𝓪𝓬𝓲𝓮
anyway here’s a lil starter call because my semester is almost over and i have no self control <333
struck in a blind spot during a changing of guards at the military center of coruscant , the republic was left in a state of disarray following a heist that had been far too successful to have been conducted by a mere gun - for - hire . this person –––– ahsoka’s newest ASSIGNMENT –––– had slipped through republic lines with ease , donning a false identity so convincing that not even the clones with all of their security protocols had bat an eye at the thief . accusations were thrown from all sides of the republic : some pointed to outside players , while others went as far as to condemn their own –––– all the while creating a new wave of distrust within the walls of the senate .
having been off - world during the incident , ahsoka’s indisputable alibi left her in charge of the investigation ( courtesy of the jedi council , of course ) . some of the grand army’s most sensitive documents –––– battle strategies , covert operations , code - names –––– were now left in the hands of the republic’s enemy , and it was up to ahsoka to retrieve them .
the lower , crime - ridden levels of coruscant seemed as good a place as any to start gathering information . donning a charcoal cloak whose hood did little to conceal the twin peaks of montrals atop her head , ahsoka slips into the first dodgy CANTINA she chances upon . azure hues are shadowed by her hood as her gaze wanders through the crowd of undesirables , quietly searching for something –––– anything –––– that might be useful to her . however , as ahsoka presses through the masses , she fails to notice what’s right in front of her as she just about collides with an obscured figure in her path .
‘ i’m sor –––– ‘ she stops herself , remembering where she is . ‘ you’re in my way . ‘
-ˋ₊˚. ✧ @gurrillero / plotted starter
anyway here’s a lil starter call because my semester is almost over and i have no self control <333
trading her usual jedi robes for the colored silks of a handmaiden’s gown , ahsoka is tasked with escorting her royal majesty , senator garr of gatalenta , to the neutral planet of KIROS . she feels entirely out of place alongside the royal , dressed in a fabric that feels far too luxurious for her jedi sensibilities . ahsoka , however , is more than happy to aid sarela even despite her rather limited understanding of republic politics ( it will be a learning experience , master skywalker had assured ahsoka before her departure ) . she now finds herself attempting to channel anakin’s infamous confidence as she trails closely behind the young senator , who seems to hold herself with an air of regal grace that goes beyond her years .
‘ is this your first time on kiros , senator garr ? ‘ ahsoka inquires as lazuline eyes study her companion with a glimmer of curiosity . she finds it surprisingly easy to make conversation with the woman . something about her presence , her aura , feels hauntingly FAMILIAR –––– like a memory that eludes her the more she tries to remember . she has yet to put her finger on it .
-ˋ₊˚. ✧ @gatalnta / plotted starter
