[Thread] Breaking the rules for a good cause.
Characters: Ahsoka Tano (OU) & Rock Volnutt (OU)
Where: a street outside one the apartment buildings
When: shortly after this, during the mistletoe!madness
Summary: Rock's stuck under the mistletoe.
Warnings: awkwardness? lmao.
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Ahsoka didn't understand why people kept doing these things to people in the compound. Regardless of whether or not this planet was supposed to mean that you had to kiss whoever walked underneath it with you as the culture it hailed from deemed appropriate, it was wrong to fix it so that you got stuck under it until any kissing happened. She didn't understand what was such a big deal about having to kiss someone to get them unstuck, either. The girl had never kissed anyone before, as the Jedi Code forbid as much and although she was bound determined at this point to uphold the codes she knew in every way possible, she also realized that they were outdated and in need of change and felt it was her duty as a Jedi (nevermind that she hadn't completed her training before being brought here) to provide help to those who needed it. If kissing was the solution, so be it.
Still, as she approached the street she sensed the presence she was sure was Rock's, she began to feel apprehensive. She'd never done such a thing before and it was, technically, forbidden. Yet, her master had obviously done so and in Jaina and Alema's Order, it was accepted and from the sounds of it, expected. When it came to the way one would normally go about approaching a situation like this, Ahsoka was at a loss for how it was supposed to be done. She wasn't stupid, she knew what kissing was and how it should be done, but her upbringing in the temple and battlefield had stifled anything she would have otherwise experienced as a normal teenage girl. Any hormonal urges and instincts had been discouraged, berated and oppressed. And it was that very upbringing she was beginning to blame for the reason she suddenly felt like this wasn't as good of an idea as she initially thought it was as she spotted the blue-armored boy.
Keeping her best 'Anakin face,' as she called it, in place to cover her sudden nervousness (though to anyone who knew Togrutas, the absentminded curling and uncurling of the twin lekku that hung across her shoulders would make that obvious), Ahsoka approached the boy and in the best nonchalant way she could muster, folded her arms across her chest and asked, "Rock, right?"
Where: a street outside one the apartment buildings
When: shortly after this, during the mistletoe!madness
Summary: Rock's stuck under the mistletoe.
Warnings: awkwardness? lmao.
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Ahsoka didn't understand why people kept doing these things to people in the compound. Regardless of whether or not this planet was supposed to mean that you had to kiss whoever walked underneath it with you as the culture it hailed from deemed appropriate, it was wrong to fix it so that you got stuck under it until any kissing happened. She didn't understand what was such a big deal about having to kiss someone to get them unstuck, either. The girl had never kissed anyone before, as the Jedi Code forbid as much and although she was bound determined at this point to uphold the codes she knew in every way possible, she also realized that they were outdated and in need of change and felt it was her duty as a Jedi (nevermind that she hadn't completed her training before being brought here) to provide help to those who needed it. If kissing was the solution, so be it.
Still, as she approached the street she sensed the presence she was sure was Rock's, she began to feel apprehensive. She'd never done such a thing before and it was, technically, forbidden. Yet, her master had obviously done so and in Jaina and Alema's Order, it was accepted and from the sounds of it, expected. When it came to the way one would normally go about approaching a situation like this, Ahsoka was at a loss for how it was supposed to be done. She wasn't stupid, she knew what kissing was and how it should be done, but her upbringing in the temple and battlefield had stifled anything she would have otherwise experienced as a normal teenage girl. Any hormonal urges and instincts had been discouraged, berated and oppressed. And it was that very upbringing she was beginning to blame for the reason she suddenly felt like this wasn't as good of an idea as she initially thought it was as she spotted the blue-armored boy.
Keeping her best 'Anakin face,' as she called it, in place to cover her sudden nervousness (though to anyone who knew Togrutas, the absentminded curling and uncurling of the twin lekku that hung across her shoulders would make that obvious), Ahsoka approached the boy and in the best nonchalant way she could muster, folded her arms across her chest and asked, "Rock, right?"