Star Wars: The Forbidden Activities

Twelve: Flight

After the surgery was complete, and Ahsoka's new cybernetic leg was attached, and she'd practiced walking with it, Ahsoka decided to run away.

Ahsoka pulled on her cloak and packed a few items in her pockets. She clipped her lightsaber to her belt and rushed out the door. 

She knew she wouldn't last long on the streets of Coruscant, but that didn't bother her. She had to get away.

Ahsoka dodged Master Fisto with an "I'm fine" and ran outside the Temple. Rex tried to stop her when she passed the clone barracks, but she ignored him. She didn't have time to talk to a slimy murderer. 

Ahsoka used a few credits to check into a hotel on the darker side of Coruscant, and immediately fell asleep in her room. 

She dreamed of sinking her lightsaber into Rex's back as he shot Anakin, or maybe cutting his hands off before he could shoot her master. 

These dreams were dangerous, Ahsoka knew. She woke from them in the middle of the night, scared. 

She decided she wouldn't be able to get back to sleep, so she put on her cloak and looked out her window.

Two men were sneaking up on a scantily dressed Twi'lek; a Weequay carried a large box down an alleyway; an angry-looking Nautolan snapped at an even angrier human male, and a huge Wookiee tossed a drunk-looking Rodian out the door of a bar, while someone else said "AND STAY OUT!"

 A bar, thought Ahsoka. Not a good place to lay low, but an interesting one all the same.

She thanked the hotel manager for the room and headed for the bar, determined to do something else with her life, as long as she decided she needed to be away from the Temple.

 "Careful, sweetheart," said the Rodian as she passed him. "It's hell in there. Don't put a toe outta line— strict rules."

 Ahsoka rolled her eyes.

A/N:

I hit some severe writer's block, but I'm back. It's been a while since I've updated, but I know what I'm doing again, and that's a plus. :)