Ahsoka liked her training. All of it, even the meditating. She was dedicated in it, or at least, she tried to be. Now she was working on her physical aspect of her training. Jedi had to be in top physical shape, too. She didn't have a gym membership, and it was raining outside. So Ahsoka, dressed in gym shorts and a tank top, was running down the halls of X-Factor.
The early afternoon was usually pretty quiet at X-Factor. Those that weren't out on an extended lunch were usually busy in their offices. Ahsoka, as an official non-employee, had no office and no real workload. As long as she kept out of trouble, she didn't think she'd have any problems with the boss.
She was on her third lap around the halls, and she'd been building up some momentum. The hallways had been empty, so she wasn't worried about running into anyone. Rounding the corner at top speed, she slammed into Jamie. "Ah!" She rubbed her forehead, starting to jog again. Couldn't let her heart rate drop too much. "Sorry!" she called over her shoulder, jogging a little faster. "Hair!" she said in a tone that implied she thought it was an explanation.