Artoo's back!
Artoo-Deetoo hovered away from the starship with a series of beeps and whirls as he looked around for Master Anakin. He logged into the mainframe of the damaged computer and contacted Han Solo delivering a message from Master Anakin from bits and pieces of phrases he had recorded from the Jedi to get the message that he would need to be contacted in the next several standard hours, while Artoo went to look for Master Anakin. He could really use Three-pio right now. Finally, he made his way to a settlement. He saw a transmission going on, it had actually just ended. The man in front of him turned around. He beeped Obi-Wan's name.
"Well, hello my friend. Out looking for Anakin as well, I suppose."
Artoo beeped and tried to nod his dome in the affirmative. "Come along then, I'll take you to him. As soon as Han Solo arrives we should head back to Tattooine." Artoo beeped as he followed Obi-Wan to Anakin's bed. Artoo beeped and Anakin sat up.
"Artoo, old buddy, I'm glad you are okay."
"Anakin, he is a very reliable droid, but he is a droid."
"Master, Artoo is more than a droid, he's a friend. Padme gave him to me to look after. It was sort of a wedding gift," Anakin admitted softly.
"No wonder you were so worried about him on the Invisible Hand."
"It's more than that. He's always had my back, better than that Stubby you sent me."
"I'll admit Arthree was a little rough around the edges."
"Rough around the edges? He nearly got me killed several times, by the way. Then where would you be without me to save you?"
"And here I thought I was rescuing you," Obi-Wan commented before laughing dryly and after a moment Anakin joined him. Anakin moved to stand and walk around, slowly, for he had been injured. Artoo beeped. "I'm alright. Artoo." Anakin closed his eyes and began to meditate when he heard the voices of his children calling to him. 'Daddy! Daddy help!' He couldn't ignore his children. Where were they? He was going to fix his ship. He got up and walked quickly out of the tower.
"Anakin! Anakin, wait!" he heard Obi-Wan behind him. He didn't wait even as Artoo used his rocket booster to keep up before landing near him and beeping.
"I have to fix the ship Artoo." Artoo beeped again. "Really? Broken in three places. Well, we're just have to find a way to fix it." Artoo beeped. "Luke and Leia are in trouble and I'm not going to sit around and wait for a transport." Suddenly, there was a man in front of him. "Jix, I want to thank you for all your help."
"General Skywalker, you are free to use my transport."
"I will return it. Again I thank you for your help."
"Skywalker, are you well enough to travel."
"Doesn't matter. I'm not leaving the Galaxy to the Sith."
"Anakin!" Obi-Wan called, again, finally catching up.
"Master, we are leaving. This human has offered us his transport. Let's get Artoo onborard. Jix, your kindness will never be forgotten."
"Anakin, I can fly this thing. Do we know where we are going."
"To Imperial Center. I'm flying, Master."
"Are you strong enough?"
"Are you kidding, flying is like a second skin. Take co-pilot."
"Of course Anakin." Obi-Wan pulled up the navi-computer and entered the coordinates for Old Coruscent which was now referred to as Imperial Center. There was even a Palace in which the Emperor resided. Of course, there was the possibility that he was on the...Death Star.
"Wait. The Emperor is on Imperial Center but the twins aren't. They are on the Death Star, which should be orbiting Imperial Center. The Emperor will want to keep an eye on it. We aren't landing on Imperial Center. I need to find out what happened. We will need to contact Padme and Ashoka."
