Ahsoka Tano

Talking with Obi-Wan last week had been a relief in a number of ways, but had also left Ahsoka disquieted in others, and while 'when in doubt meditate' wasn't always the most helpful of Jedi teachings, old habits died hard.

So she was where she'd spend no small amount of her free time this week (at least, when she wasn't in the junkyard resisting the urge to just take a plasma-cutter to her pile of space scrap and be done with it), kneeling beside her mattress, eyes closed, her breathing slow and steady.

[Open. Distract me from election muckfuppetry.]