*Ahsoka had been waiting in the room for what had felt like hours. She was supposed to have met someone here, yet here she was; alone. The wait was the most agonizing part. Not knowing if her contact was supposed to be here soon or never show their face. Letting out a long sigh, Ahsoka would simply fall back first onto the bed in a form that showed she simply lacked patience.* "If this is how it's always going to be I should start looking into finding myself a ship...." *The former Jedi mumbled under her breath as she simply waited in what she could only fear would be an endless cycle of annoyance.*