I'm no Jedi (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} ahsoka_tano) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} valarlogs,@ 2016-01-12 20:41:00 |
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What: Random meetings
When: Recent
Where: Store
Status: complete
Rating: PG
Even ex-Jedi needed groceries. Ahsoka hated this part. It was harder and harder to actually eat well for her - her dad was a vegan but her biological needs meant vegetables could actually kill her. So she tended to eat out a lot, or stock up on beef jerky. Which was precisely what she was doing right now. She had a cart full of beef jerky and summer sausage.
Sada hummed a bit as she grocery shopped, looking for things that were familiar to her. It was interesting how even the produce was different, and she was reading the back of a package of potato chips as she saw a girl turn her cart down the aisle. Sada couldn’t help but smile, recognizing the girl from the internet. “Hello!”
“Hey!” She recognized the girl too, and came around from her cart a little. “Fancy running into you here. You come here often?”
Ahsoka winced inwardly. Smooth. Real smooth.
Sada giggled and bounced on her heels. “Only once or twice a week so far. This is the grocery nearest to my home.” Leaning forward, Sada shook her head. “Your candy is all too sweet, and this is coming from me. I love sweets.”
Oh no she’s cute.
“That’s because they sweeten it with high fructose corn syrup.” Ahsoka made a face. She couldn’t have many sweets any more and had to be careful what she ate. She tucked some hair behind her ear, and old nervous habit that didn’t matter any more but she looked human to Sada thanks to her charm, so the habit remained. “You have to find the stuff that’s using cane sugar or stevia or something.”
Nodding like any of that made sense, Sada just wrinkled her nose as she laughed again. “I’ve been letting myself try one of everything. Who knows, maybe my tastes will change?” They probably wouldn’t, but she figured there was no harm in trying.
Ahsoka gave Sada a half smile. “Maybe, maybe not. No harm in trying, just try not to rot your teeth in the process. That probably wouldn’t help any of your job prospects.” She rubbed her palm on her pants and held it out. “I’m Ahsoka, by the way.”
“Oh, I’m kind of fastidious about that sort of thing. I’m Sadako.” Most of her friends called her Sada, but she didn’t know if she was friends with Ahsoka yet.
“Sadako,” Ahsoka repeated, pronouncing it easily. Japanese wasn’t too hard compared to some alien languages. “Nice running into you. Ever had a mango-cherry slushie?”
“That sounds amazing, no! ... what’s a slushie?” Sada’s English was fantastic, and nearly without accent, but regional slang was always tricky.
“Kind of a frozen drink. Slurpee?” Ahsoka tried to describe it with her hands and failed. “It’s a slush, usually some kind of fruity sweet and really delicious. And cold.” As if it wasn’t winter outside. At least the snow had all melted!
“Oh, that sounds nice for summer time. Kind of like an Italian ice?” She’d had one of those, and Sada smiled at the girl’s hand movements. She was sweet.
“Kind of, I think? I’ve never had but I’d assume it’s the same?” Ahsoka dropped her hands to her sides. She was wearing a trench coat, with the hood down, and deep pockets, and she stuck a hand in one of her pockets, palming a lightsaber as a sort of nervous gesture.
“Where would I get one?” Sada was intrigued, and she was always one for trying regional dishes anyway. “Will you show me?”
“There’s a store down the street.” She gestured in a direction. “I’ll buy you one!”
“You do not have to do that, you are already doing me a favor.” Sada bowed fully, smiling brightly.
Ahsoka shook her head. “I want to. You’re nice and I want to do something nice for you.” The bowing was only a little surprising, but Ahsoka rolled with it, she figured it was a cultural thing, so she bowed back.
“Well, thank you.” Sada smiled and bounced on her tiptoes. “We should pay for our things first!”
“Yeah, that’s probably a good idea.” Ahsoka laughed. “I’d hate to accidentally shoplift.”