OOM: Leaving Coruscant p5

[darksister]

 The ship is ready, she has the nutritional supplements for Panth (the odd winged momong she finds herself burdened with) and now she just needs to wait. Fortunately, she doesn't need to wait long as she spies Ahsoka walking up and carrying two packages, each seemingly the proper dimensions for  her helmet and her sabers, though the flat box seems a little large for two sabers.

"About time," she drawls, since it wouldn't do to allow the togruta to think she were friendly. "Do you have my things?"

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[darksister]

"Don't be absurd," Asajj replies, dismissively. "Do you have my items or not?"

[jedi_interrupted]

Ahsoka is very tempted to keep expanding on the subject of the pet but she also knows Asajj is likely her best chance to get offworld. DOn't poke the surly pilot...bounty hunter...whatever.

"Yes, here they are." She says instead, handing over the boxes.

[darksister]

Asajj accepts the boxes, opening the larger first to pull out her helmet. She puts it on, which cause the momong pup to chitter a complaint. Asajj ignores it, but Ahsoka has to hide a snicker.

Next, Asajj opens the box with her sabers and freezes when she sees a third saber within.

"What is this?" She asks, suspicion evident. The saber seems familiar.

[jedi_interrupted]

"The jedi who helped me insisted he include that one. He said he was friends with a Ky Narec and that he wanted you to have his saber."

[darksister]

At the name of her old master, Asajj's face, not normally the warmest on a good day, freezes and turns stony.

"No matter." She says. She takes her sabers, nearly slams the lid closed and turns up the loading ramp of her ship so fast, Panth is nearly dislodged. "We leave. Now."

[jedi_interrupted]

"What?" Ahsoka says before scrambling to board Asajj's Starhopper before the loading ramp is closed!

[darksister]

Safely in hyperspace, with Ahsoka in her berth and the pilot's cabin door locked, Asajj took up the box with her master's lightsaber and opened it in her lap. She stared at the saber for a long while before reaching forward to hold it once more.

Oddly, she no longer felt the burning, abrasive, raw rage that had sent her tearing through the galaxy after Narec's death. Instead, deep in her chest she felt a knot loosen, a knot that was hollow, aching, wet, and lonely.

Panth landed on her shoulder then, rubbing her face against her neck. Through the Force, Asajj could feel the little creature's own pain of losing her pack and family. It made her feel less alone and made her pain more bearable. She didn't even notice the tears on her face.