Ahsoka Tano

He stumbled back. The hit actually hurt, he kind of forgot what it was like to be hit without his beskar’gam on. Reaching up, he used his tongue first to find where the blood was, then his thumb to keep it from running down his chin. Hit for hit, whoever hit the ground first lost. This was the third hit he’d taken, and he was about to give his third.

He started to grin. The man almost felt bad for the Nautolan as he came forward, his fist swinging, and body falling into the punch. His hit had a bit more weight behind it. Fives was used to carrying armor, and hiking long treks from where he usually set down his ship. It reminded him of the war, and made him feel like he was doing something he was good at.

The Nautolan fell after a short stumble. Straightening, Fives held up his hand. Some cheers, and some groans and curses. He laughed. “Anyone else?”

A hooded face moved through the crowd. The Togruta had stopped on the planet for a supply run, just a half way point on her way through to somewhere new she could lay low. Ahsoka was just about done when she had come across the fight. Holding little interest in the happenings, she skirted around the edges of the crowd, almost thankful for the distraction. It kept peoples attention on a central point, leaving her free to move about. Tugging her hood closer, a slight frown pulled at her lips as she felt the tightness around her montral. They were growing again... which meant she’d need a new cape soon. 

“The pleasure is mine, Ahsoka Tano.” He replied. He hadn’t heard her name directly through the grapevine of the Rebellion, everyone seeming to call her Fulcrum instead. However, now the war was finished and his father redeemed and gone, Artoo seemed to be willing to share with Luke some holos of the past from his databanks. From the holos, Luke had been able to see more of his father as Anakin Skywalker had once been, a great Jedi General who had trained to the best of his abilities a padawan learner, Ahsoka. While the togruta was taller and aged since the images in the holos, Luke knew it was her. The montrals and lekku, while longer, had a similar patterns and her facial features while matured, were the same as the teenaged girl he had seen in the holos. “The Force guided me to you.”

Luke then moved to retrieve something out of a pouch on the belt he wore around his waist. He held out an item wrapped in white cloth for Ahsoka to take. Inside was her old chain of padawan status back when she was still a Jedi before the Council has expelled her for a crime she didn’t commit.

“I found this hidden away at my father’s castle on Mustafar.” He told her. “He could never truly destroy his past. He still had good in him in the end. Your Master, Anakin, died in peace in my arms after he saved me from the Emperor. I thought you’d like to know that he came back to the light.”

It had taken him a while, but he had finally found her, the padawan learner who had his grandfather as her Master when she served in the Jedi Order. This mission had been a private one for the boy. He had used a clean, untracked ship to get to her.

“You weren’t easy to find.” Kylo said as he approached the Togruta. He had used the Force to locate her. Maps did him lead good and the information about where Ahsoka had been last seen was several decades old. Still, she already knew what he had sought her out for. However, he paused for a moment. “You know me?” 

“Oh, I am very well aware of that.” He replied coolly. “That is not why I am here.”

Tarkin regarded her silently for a moment, looking her up and down, circling a few steps like a vulture, before speaking again.

“I am very aware of many things, actually. You have not been able to completely disappear from the radar, you know.” A knowing smirk appeared on his face. “And a few very important people have taken notes.”

❛ Anakin could never have had a more suitable Padawan than yourself, ❜ he assures with a faint chuckle, knowing how eager he had been that Anakin was given a Padawan to train. Even after he had passed the trials and successfully become a Knight, Obi-Wan believed that the young Jedi had always worked better when there was a partner by his side to keep him in check. ❛ It did not take long for him to warm to you, he regarded you almost like family. ❜

There seemed no harm in telling her now, the Jedi Order was long since gone. It’s teaching had been buried with the crushing weight of the Imperial Palace. All that was left now was Luke and his interpretation of the Jedi was far more modern than Yoda’s own.

❛ When you left – he was never quite the same man. Almost as though some of that eternal joy he seemed to radiate had left with you, ❜ he falls silent, knowing it sounds like he’s blaming Ahsoka. Really, he’s blaming himself. ❛ I should have done more to help you. I knew you were innocent… and yet I just obeyed the Council’s ruling, I stayed silent. ❜

Echoing his chuckle, she could still remember her early days as Anakin’s Padawan. It hadn’t been easy to convince him at first, and perhaps her desperation to prove herself to her new master had played into that. Still, once they had bonded, they had been practically inseparable. Something about the Jedi that had resonated with her.  There was a familiar and unwelcome sinking feeling in her chest. For just a moment, Ahsoka closed her eyes. The events still played out so vividly in her mind. Slowly, she opened her eyes, almost seeming to lean on her staff as she did. “It was one of the hardest choices I had to make.” The woman muttered. While she didn’t regret her decision, it did not make what happened any easier.

both Ahsoka and Obi-Wan were 13 when they we taken in by a jedi master. that’s considered older for a padawan. typically, if jedi initiates aren’t chosen by 13, they go into the jedi service corp.

Obi-Wan had already sent to service corps when Qui-Gonn took him in. if Anakin hadn’t agreed to teach Ahsoka, she likely would have gone into the service corps.