Febuwhump prompt 07
Clone Commander Fox was sat in the shadowy corner of a seedy bar in the Coruscanti undercity. He was dressed in civilian clothing, his trusty blaster pistols hidden inside of his jacket. He was sipping from his drink, even though he technically was on duty. He told himself it was to blend in.
He was gathering information. Oftentimes, shady people met in these bars to discuss nefarious plans. That is why commander Fox had made it one of the duties of his clone force to go to these bars and listen in on conversations around them. Normally, he'd delegate these tasks to one of the soldiers, but the soldier who he'd originally assigned to this bar tonight had broken his leg while breaking up a riot and Fox, like a good commander, had shoved the paperwork from his desk and went out for what was definitely not an excuse for him to procrastinate.
He scanned the bar with his eyes, silently observing over the rim of his glass, looking for anything that could point out useful information. Or anyone that he recognised, from a wanted poster perhaps. He didn't see anything interesting, so he turned his attention back to what he could hear.
And then, out of the corner of his eye, he saw something that gained his attention. He turned his head to fully look at that something, or rather, someone.
It was a female togruta, somewhere in her late teens. Her skin was orange, with white and blue striped lekku. She was wearing a dark red, sleeveless piece of clothing, with a diamond-shaped cut-out on her chest, slowing the slightest bit of cleavage. She was wearing ribbed bands on her arms with similar cut-outs. Her hands were covered by red gloves, which had an attachment point for a comm-link, although the woman currently didn't have one on.
Fox recognized the woman as soon as his eyes properly focussed on her. He'd been hunting her down not a month before, after all.
He pulled the hat, which he had on his wardrobe for exactly these kinds of activities, further over his head while he observed her. There were a few empty glasses on the bar next to her, indicating that she was at least slightly tipsy. He was pretty sure that she technically wasn't of legal drinking age yet, but that really wasn't relevant down here.
He watched as a male Daveronian sat next to her and started a conversation. Fox wasn't exactly sure why he kept watching. Maybe it was some form of protective instinct. Maybe it was because he felt slightly guilty for his part in what had happened. Or maybe, he realised, it was because if anything would happen to her senator Amidala would have him lynched and he'd prefer not to go out that way.
He heard a shout from the other side of the bar, and then a noise as a first hit something. Fox immediately deemed it unworthy of his attention, probably just another drunken bar fight. However, Ahsoka turned around to watch the spectacle. The Daveronian used this moment to reach over and pour some liquid into her drink, quickly stirring it to help it dissolve quickly. Fox knew exactly what was happening here, and it wasn't good.
For a moment, Fox couldn't decide what to do. On one hand, causing a scene would probably be a bad idea and, in the worst case, end in a blaster fight which Fox really didn't need right now. On the other hand, doing nothing would most likely result in that sleemo having his way with a teenager and possibly, no, undoubtedly get him on the bad side of the 501st, General Skywalker and, most importantly, senator Amidala. Fuck
In his moment of indecisiveness, Ahsoka had turned around and downed the spiked drink. Fox knew that she would lose control of her body within five minutes, while still being conscious enough to be traumatized by what was going to happen to her if he didn't do anything. Double fuck.
Well, a scene it is then.
He walked over to the bar and grabbed Ahsoka's arm. "Come on, it's time to go home." He said. She turned her head and looked at him with glassy eyes. "Wha...?" she questioned, her voice slurred. It seemed that the drug was already taking effect. Probably combined with the drinks she'd already had.
"Now listen here" the Daveronian said, his voice still very clear. "that's my date, you aren't just going to steal her."
Fox's hand inched closer to his pistol, his other hand still on Asoka's arm. "First off, she's not your date." He spoke in a stern voice that he reserved for criminals. "Secondly, she's 16 and shouldn't even be here, and lastly, you slipped something into her drink and I have no problem with putting a blaster bolt through your brain."
That seemed to scare him off, at least momentarily. "Alright, let's get the hell out of here" Fox softly spoke and pulled Ahsoka along with it. The girl could still walk, luckily. The last thing he needed was having an unconscious girl on his shoulders during a fight.
He opened the door out of the establishment when he noticed the movement out of the corner of his eyes. Immediately he pulled out his blaster and shot a deadly blue bolt into the Daveronian's chest, killing him almost instantly. He left the surprised shouts in the bar behind him as he put his pistol back into his jacket and calmly walked back to his speeder.
Ahsoka then slumped beside him. Only through the power of his reflexes did he manage to catch her before she hit her head on the duracrete. "can you walk?" Fox asked.
Ahsoka shook her head. "Don't... feel so good" she said.
Fox grumbled. "at least it isn't too far anymore" he thought, as he picked her up bridal style. Her head lolled into his shoulder as he walked the rest of the way.
When he took off in the speeder, he realised that he had no idea where to go from here. "She must have a place to stay, right?" he thought. "Where do you live?" Fox asked. Ahsoka looked up at him with glassy eyes. "Where's your home?"
"Don't... have a home" Ahsoka murmured.
Fox's eyebrows shot up in surprise. Sure, she'd left the order, but he had expected that the temple would at least provide some housing or some amount of credits. But apparently not. Shit. Mentally, he scanned through a list of places he could bring her. He couldn't bring her to the barracks. He briefly considered bringing her to a cell just so she had a place to sleep, but he quickly shot that idea down too. He had very few friends outside of the GAR, and he couldn't think of any who'd be willing to take Ahsoka in for the night, or who he'd trust to not take advantage of her. But then, he found one.
It was a bit of a longshot, admittedly, but he really didn't have any other place to bring her. Briefly, he considered a few other options, but quickly realised that this really was the only even remotely good one. So he steered the speeder through Coruscant, towards the senator's apartment.
Senator Riyo Chuchi was tired. It had been quite a day in the senate, and she really wanted to murder senator Taa, but that wasn't acceptable in a democracy so she practiced some self-control. All in all, a good day's work.
She heard the doorbell ring. "Oh what now?" she thought. Had she forgotten something at the office? Had some rival decided that now was the time to send an assassin after her? She felt the blaster she carried in her thigh-holster, wrapped her fingers around the grip, ready to pull out at a moment's notice. Then, she headed for the door.
She opened the door and saw Clone Commander Fox, in civilian clothes, with an unconscious Ahsoka in his arms. "Commander Fox! what happened?" she asked, releasing the blaster from her grip. "Come in, lay her down right there," she said, pointing at a sofa in her living room.
"Some sleemo slipped something into her drink." Fox responded. "He won't be doing any of that anymore. Apparently, she doesn't have a place to stay, so I brought her here." He said, as he set her down on the sofa. "She's really out of it, barely conscious." He continued. "And tipsy, if not drunk."
"I assume you took care of whoever did this?" Riyo asked.
"he tried to pull a blaster on me." Fox responded. Riyo realised how that must have ended. "Like I said, he won't be doing any of that anymore."
"Good." Riyo said softly. "Is there anything I can do?"
"Just let her sleep it off" Fox responded. "There isn't much else we can do. The drug itself isn't dangerous, luckily."
"Well then let's bring her to the guest room" Riyo said. "Mind lending me a hand?"
"Of course not." Fox said, as he picked the teen up. "Lead the way."
Ahsoka woke to the sensation that someone was playing drums inside her skull. And it really wasn't a pleasant sensation. Her mouth was also incredibly dry. And, most strangely of all, she was in a warm bed instead of on some rooftop.
She looked around the room, trying to assess the situation, which was nigh impossible with the distraction that the drummer in her skull provided. She was in a small room, with some light shining through below thick curtains. Beside her was a nightstand with a chrono on it. 1100 hours, it read.
And then, her stomach churned, and Ahsoka got up just fast enough to empty the contents of her stomach beside her bed instead of right on it. The taste of her stomach acid filled her mouth, and she dry heaved several times. That dry mouth had been unpleasant, but this was worse. "I need to drink something." Ahsoka thought. Fucking hell.
She heard the door open, and turned to look at the source of the noise. Riyo stood in the doorway, a cleaning droid in tow. "I thought I heard something." She said. "You really shouldn't consume so much alcohol, you know that?"
"Where am I?" Ahsoka asked. "And what are you doing here?"
"You're currently in my apartment." Riyo answered. "I live here"
"How did I get here?"
"That's a bit of a long story" Riyo responded. "And I'm sure you'd like something to drink first. And probably something against that headache. Unless your hangover is different from how I usually got them."
And thus, Ahsoka got out of the room, noted that she was also sensitive to light which was fanf-fucking-tastic, and sat down at the breakfast table. Riyo sat down a mug of caf in front of her, and sat down on the other side of the table.
"So, how much of last night do you remember?" Riyo asked.
"Not too much" Ahsoka admitted. "Just that I probably had a little to much alcohol."
"You could say that" Riyo replied. "and then some sleemo slipped a sedative into your drink."
"A sedative?" Ahsoka echoed. "Why would anyone want to sedate me?"
"Yes, why would anyone want to sedate an attractive 16 year old girl?" Riyo deadpanned.
Realization dawned on Ahsoka. "Fuck" she whispered softly.
"Riyo shook her head. "Has nobody ever told you to keep a hand on your drink?" she questioned.
"Can't say I heard it." Ahsoka replied. "Then again, the temple didn't exactly anticipate one of their members getting drunk at some bar."
"Sometimes I wonder how much less these things would happen if people didn't shelter their kids" Riyo said. "Anyway, Commander Fox rescued you and brought you to my apartment, and the rest is history."
"Wait, Commander Fox?" Ahsoka questioned.
"Yeah" Riyo said. "I think he might have felt guilty about... You know. Or he figured that he'd make a lot of people upset if he hadn't rescued you."
"Well, I suppose I owe him thanks, then." Ahsoka said. "And thank you, as well, for letting me stay."
"It's not a problem, Ahsoka" Riyo said. "Where do you live nowadays, anyway?"
Ahsoka went quiet. "I don't... Have a home, exactly."
Riyo was dumbstruck. "What!?" she asked, incredulously. Then, her surprise twisted in anger. "How the hell did that even happen? The council should be sending you money right around now! There are like... At least ten different reasons to start a lawsuit right now, both against the order and the Republic."
"Wait, what? How so?" Ahsoka questioned.
Riyo mentally compiled a list. "Well, there's the fact that you were locked up and hunted down while you were innocent, there's the investigation that seems wilfully negligent, you can suit for neglect as they didn't give you any unemployment pay when you left, at least. I'd have to look through the law to see what I can get them on exactly, but you have a fairly solid case I'm sure. And I'd be more than willing to represent you in court, if you want me to."
Ahsoka was quiet for a long moment. "I need to think about it." She finally said.
"That's okay, I understand if this is overwhelming." Riyo responded. "In the meantime, you can stay here if you wish."
"If it's not a problem" Ahsoka replied.
"Don't worry, it isn't" Riyo said.
Ahsoka smiled. "Well, looks like I'll be staying here for a while, then!"