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Tactical Robe

Added 2025-08-06 03:42:19 +0000 UTC

Anakin Skywalker burst into the cockpit of the battered shuttle, the distant blaster fire of pursuing raiders ringing in his ears. The engines were already humming, ready for a desperate escape. Ahsoka Tano sat at the controls, her lithe frame barely covered by a sheer, flowing robe that left little to the imagination—strategically chosen, perhaps, with a glint of mischief in her eyes. The fabric clung to her form, revealing just enough to make Anakin’s step falter for a heartbeat before he caught himself and slid into the co-pilot’s seat.

Ahsoka shot him a sidelong glance, her lips curling into a familiar, teasing smirk. “Master, are you ready to take off? Or are you too busy staring to keep up?”

Anakin raised an eyebrow, leaning back with a mock-indignant scoff as he flicked a few switches on the console. “Snips, if you think this—” he gestured vaguely at her outfit, “—is going to throw me off my game, you clearly forgot who taught you how to dodge blaster bolts. Nice try, though. Very… tactical.”

She chuckled, her hands dancing over the controls as the shuttle vibrated, prepping for launch. “Tactical? Please, Skyguy, I just like to keep things airy. Helps me think faster. You should try it sometime—might loosen you up.”

He snorted, shaking his head as he punched in the coordinates. “Looser than you in that robe? Not a chance. Now hit the thrusters before those raiders turn us into a light show.”