Ahsoka Tano

She has lost contact with one of her cells and unlike other times in the past, she now has the option of investigating to see what has happened to them. Only problem is, she doesn't have a ship. In the past, she'd just commandeer one but there are too many missions going on at present, and she also wishes to keep this one quiet, since this team was deep in the Imperial bureaucracy. 

Looking at flight plans however, she spots a familiar name that happens to be going near the system she needs. Maybe she can get a ride, assuming his mission isn't sensitive as well.

So now she's wandering the hanger bay, looking for Cassian Andor.

Moving and traveling is pretty much all Ahsoka does nowadays. Sure, she meets people; helping those taken advantage of by the Empire, trading information with those who either have it to sell or can use it to the best advantage against the Empire, or bringing in those who are ready to fight more actively. She's helped to built the back bone of Rebel intelligence and spread the codename of Fulcrum across the galaxy.

And she is very much alone.

She doesn't know why that is. Okay, that's not quite true. She knows people. She interacts with people. But she leaves them and they know nothing about her once she's gone.

(The faces of Nix and Kaeden Larte swim to her inner eye and just as quickly fade away.)

Sighing, Ahsoka shakes her head and heads towards the canteen of this small rebel base. She only has a few hours until she needs to fly out and it's always a good idea to eat or sleep when you can. She can ruminate on the past during hyperspace when she can't do anything else.

It's while absently chewing on whatever rations the cooks have scrounged that she recognizes a distinctive flavor, a sauce which brings to mind an old friend form Milliways. She looks up, hopeful, to see if the man she'd met so long ago, at least for her, was still around.