She's not alone

"Are you alright? You look like your about to collapse."

"I'll be fine," Ahsoka replied, "I just need a minute to catch my breaAAHH!"

Ahsoka opened her eyes and screamed. She was not alone in the elevator. Out of fear and surprise, Ahsoka instantly covered herself with both hands and shimmied to the opposite side of the elevator. In front of Ahsoka was a green Twilek girl, a little younger then Ahsoka, wearing a maintenance jumpsuit. She stared at Ahsoka with a hand on her hip and a curious look in her eye. The two held eye contact for a bit until an odd clanking sound resonated through the elevator. The pair looked down and saw several metal squares on the ground. These were the Imperial credits Ahsoka had been carrying in her clasped hands. She needed both hands to keep from dropping them, but now that she had instinctively starting covering herself, they were slipping through her fingers. After all the credits fallen the two looked at each other again and Ahsoka finally spoke up.

"I don't have any pockets," Ahsoka said smiling awkwardly.

The Twilek women started laughing as Ahsoka leaned down to pick up her credits.

"Have you considered investing in a credit-purse," The Twilek joked.

She leaned down herself and started helping Ahsoka collect credits. Ahsoka smiled genuinely. She was happy their was someone willing to help a poor naked Tagruta and felt less embarrassed about her nudity considering her new friend was female. After the credits were all gathered, the Twilek reached into her back pocket and pulled out a small leather sack.

"Here," She said, "You can use this to carry your in leave of pockets"

"Oh wow. Thank you this helps a lot."

"No problem as you can see I've got plenty of pockets," She said pointing at her jumpsuit.

Ahsoka laughed before quickly placing her credits in the bag. Now Ahsoka could freely use her hands to cover her most important bits. This wasn't exactly restore her sense of modesty, but after baring it all across so much of the station it was still a weight of her shoulders.

"So I've got to tell you," The Twilek said, "that's an interesting choice of wardrobe."

"It wasn't my first choice," Ahsoka replied shyly, "It's a long story."

"I bet. And I have a feeling you don't have time to tell it."

The pair looked up. Above the elevator door was a flashing light indicating they were approaching their destination. Ahsoka swallowed. The elevator ride had only given her a short rest. Now Ahsoka's involuntary streak was about to get its second act. At least this time she could cover herself, and the flight decks would be less crowded then the lower levels. Right? As the doors started opening Ahsoka booked it out of the elevator. She found herself in another large hall that seemed to go on forever in both directions. The hall curved slightly indicating it was a large circle. On the opposite wall from Ahsoka, about a hundred meters in both directions, were doors leading into the stations upper hangers. The hall was also full of people. Many of which had already taken notice of Ahsoka with a few already wolf whistling at her bombshell of a body. Before Ahsoka fled in embarrassment she took the time to turn around towards her new friend.

"Thanks for the help," Ahsoka said before sprinting off.

"No problem," The Twilek girl yells at the fleeing Ahsoka. Taking a moment to notice she was making no effort to cover her well-rounded ass. "I just hope whatever this is your doing works out."

'It had better work out,' Ahsoka thought as she entered the first hanger. 'especially after all i went through to get this far.'