Cover Herself

Ahsoka swiftly covered herself with her hands and looked around. The people of the dining car had clearly moved past their confusion and were now either expressing anger or arousal. She whimpered and grabbing two plates from the counter to better hide her shame. One small round plate to cover her vag and a square metal plate for her breasts. The metal plate squished against her breasts and hard nipples.

"I-I'm going to be borrowing these," Ahsoka told the waitress droid.

"Go ahead. You need them more then I do."

Ahsoka flashed an awkward smile in thanks and began sidestepping towards the door. As she moved towards the exit the veil of silence the crowd had upheld began to vanish and people started letting Ahsoka know how they felt. Mostly confused accusations about Ahsoka being an exhibitionist, but when she finally made it to the door and unintentionally showed her butt to the entire car, cheers and wolf whistles started. Ahsoka used the square plate to try to cover her ass before opening the door and leaving. As the door closed behind her the crowd sighed in disappointment.

Ahsoka should have felt relief getting out of there but unfortunately life wasn't being that kind to the young Tagruta girl. She had just entered a regular passengers car filled with more people. Many of which had already turned around after hearing the commotion behind them. At that moment the full weight of her situation dawned on Ahsoka. The true cargo car was at the front of the train not the back. She had been standing on her means of salvation and had ignored it. And as a consequence she would now have to streak through this whole train.

Ahsoka pressed the plates harder against her body and groaned. She wanted to disappear. She was a Jedi, a knight of the Republic, a defender of freedom, but for some reason she had spent the last hour as a mad streaker showing off her naked flesh to everyone in the city. She didn't think she could take it anymore. Her head began to spin.

"Holy shit! She's Naked."

That voice was like a starter pistol to Ahsoka. Without thinking she started sprinting towards the front of the train. Everyone in the first car watched her sprint with mouths ajar. Unable to process what they were seeing. That might have helped Ahsoka feel better especially since she was only in the car for 2 seconds before she was at the door. Ahsoka used the **** to open the sliding door without needing to slow down.

The rest of her streak was mercifully uneventful. Ahsoka was running so fast that most passengers didn't have time to turn around before she ran pass them so all they saw was a bright orange blur run passed them. This keep her privates and face from being seen by very many people. Eventually she made it to the last passenger car before the cargo hold. As she entered she saw something troublesome. Another waitress droid was standing in her way. Without missing a beat Ahsoka leaped over the droid with a flip and landed on the other side. Unfortunately doing a flip while covering her body left Ahsoka off balance and she tripped upon landing. She fell onto the train car floor smashing both plates on impact. Ahsoka lay there for a second trying to hold in the pain.

"Are you alright Ms. Naked Lady?"

Ahsoka looked up. A small Rodian child was staring at her as qas everyone else in the car.

With an awkward smile she replied, "I'm fine."

Too embarrassed to stand up Ahsoka crawled the rest of the way to the door on all four. She then stood up, opened the door and slipped inside.

After the door closed behind her Ahsoka leaned against it to catch her breath. Sje had been sprinting around the city since she had left the monastery. Suddenly remember how that moment was similar to this one, Ahsoka took a moment to make sure she was alone. The cargo hold was filled with containers of goods and personal belongings but no people.

"Ha ha ha," Ahsoka dryly laughed.

There was no one here. After so much humiliation and exposure she was finally alone. She started laughing with even more energy as her shaking legs began to give up on her. She fell on her butt and released a sign of relief.