The Pelagia forest was dense, a hard thing to maneuver for a the little astrodroid. R2 had lost his master days ago, and was now trying to find some kind of coordinates. His database had some plans on memory from the last time he was on Tyrn, with his old master. But his lens did not see the same things that the hard-drive put forth. It was unrecognizable. With a moan, he wheeled himself around as best he could, avoiding the low-hanging branches of the trees.
Then, his eye caught something which was familiar. He matched all the images in his database, finding the correct one. There it was! Yes, the trees were the same, albeit larger, and the veranda was still there – even though it had crumbled for the most part. He whistled in joy, now he knew where he was, and he could find civilization from here. He wheeled toward the battered home where his master and mistress had once visited. It was here that Senator Amidala's handmaiden, Dormé, came for safety and refuge.
His booster rockets propelled him upwards, and onto the veranda. He wheeled inside, turning on his spotlight so he could see. He moaned again, there was another astrodroid who came with the girl, R5. He looked for it as he went through the house.
There were life forms in the house, his sensors gathered, he unwittingly followed where the life-forms were as he entered the foyer. Three beings were there, all arguing amongst themselves. He started the program which had the Tyrnian language program.
"There's something else in the house" one of the figures said.
"I know, I heard it beep. Hopefully its not one of them Guardians. Not that we don't know how to deal with them" the other said, his voice guttural and harsh.
The third spoke in a nasally tone, "General Faruq has given strict orders, we are not to attack until he gives the command"
The second grabbed the scruff of the third, "Listen here, Nagendr, I have no qualms of killing Guardians this close to our borders"
"Though, Addanc, technically, we are on their borders" Nagendr said, suddenly beginning to choke, Addanc was using the force to squeeze the life out of the smaller Nagendr.
"Do you mistake my place? Do you mistake my years? I could crush you, except I would then have to dispose of your body" Addanc said threateningly.
"But," the first interrupted, "we do not have the time to do that" he made his large comrade release his hold on the smaller one. Addanc complied, "Very well, Doran" he said, stalking to another part of the room.
"Do not anger him, Nagendr," Doran said, "You will only get yourself killed"
"As if this isn't a 'get oneself killed' mission anyway. Its suicide!" the smaller one argued.
Doran raised an eyebrow, "Nevertheless, do not anger him. And do not anger me. General Faruq is my commander, and he has given me orders to keep the peace until he arrives. I shall do so" he told the small one, who then scampered off into another room.
"Where's that astrodroid we found?" Addanc asked Doran when Nagendr left.
"In the other room, I disabled it. It won't be sending any messages to Cairn Corness – at least, not until I've reprogrammed it" Doran replied. They laughed heartily, an evil sinister laugh which would scare anyone out of their wits.
R2 quietly wheeled away, going to find the other R-unit before it was too late.
Leia paced the briefing room of the Praetorian, her lips pursed in thought. She was worried, a month had gone by, and they still had no word from Luke. What could he have gotten himself into now? What if he was injured, of what if he never reached that planet that he went to go 'save' the pilot from? Tyrn. She scowled. Her brother was as bad as Han sometimes, with their missions to save people. The first one almost didn't work! She could still remember blasting the grating in the detention area.
"Into the garbage chute, flyboys!" it still made her laugh.
"If this is what you did on Tatooine, I now no longer wonder why Jabba kept you by his side. You probably bored him to death. You've been pacing for 45 minutes" Han said from the entrance.
She stopped mid-stride, and turned to him, "Out of the two of us, I think you were probably the least entertaining. All you did for several months was sit frozen in carbonite." she snapped, but she made it sound so sweet and endearing. She truly was frightening at times.
Han stepped into the room, "What's wrong?" he asked, he realized that now was not the time for teasing and bantering. She was disturbed, and he knew what it was about when she didn't answer. "Maybe he's just having such a good time that he has forgotten to talk to us, or maybe they don't have a communication system in place. Some systems that -"
"Tyrn has a communication system in place, Han. They were one of the most modern civilizations in the history of the Republic." she interrupted, picking up a nearby datapad from a chair, showing it to him, and throwing it back to its original place. "He either doesn't want to contact us, or they won't let him" she surmised.
"Hold on a second, lets not jump to conclusions against either." Han said, picking up the datapad and reading it. It was an older pad, which he concluded she had gotten from the Senate Library when they had gone to Coruscant last week. It showed a planet, lush with vegetation. Coordinates appeared, as well as a detailed history of the planet. Han read some, and became more and more amazed that it never fell to the Empire.
Leia scowled deeper, "Why would he not contact us? Surely he knows how worried we are." she exclaimed.
"He didn't contact us when he went to Dagobah, he just kinda disappeared and left us to our own devices" Han reasoned.
His wife rolled her eyes, "You really don't get it do you? Dagobah had minimal intelligent life on it, and they had no communications. That is why it was such a good spot for Master Yoda to hide. Tyrn found a way to communicate from one side of the galaxy to another, several parsecs of space through which they could send a message. No, something is wrong" she said.
Han looked at the coordinates, "Wait a minute, these coordinates don't look right" he said, pulling a communicator from his pocket, he asked Chewie to give him the coordinates that Luke followed. Chewie's howls came from the other side, and Han smiled knowingly, "I thought so!" he exclaimed.
"You thought what?" Leia inquired, watching as he thanked Chewie and then showed her the datapad. He pointed to one of the numbers.
"I am a genius" he announced.
She looked at him skeptically, "I have know you for five years, and genius is not something I have encountered. Sometimes I even wonder if you have intelligence." she said, but he pretended not to hear.
"Thats supposed to be a '7', not a '5'. Maybe he went to the wrong location" he said with smug glee. Leia looked at with a deadpan look, "What?" Han asked.
"If you knew anything about the Senate Library, which you would have if you had accompanied me, you would know that one of the members of the library was from Tyrn. They knew that the Emperor would want Tyrn under his control. So, they changed Tyrns location so as not to allow the Emperor to find them. So that '7' which was changed to a '5' was done on purpose genius." she told him.
He looked at her as if someone had just told him that the Millennium Falcon had just been blown to bits while Lando was flying it. She strode past him, pressing a few buttons on the consul which controlled the presentation table. Tyrn's hologram appeared, "Look" she said.
"Look at what?" Han muttered, earning for himself a glare.
"The planet is split down the middle by a river, Han. See?" she pointed to the body of water.
"Yeah, I see. What's that got to do with Luke?" he asked.
"In the history of Tyrn, the river split the world between the good, and the evil. Legends have it that siths would land on the evil side from time to time, and find refuge. Just as the Jedi would land on the opposite side, and find safety." Leia informed him.
"And you think that Luke might have landed on the wrong side?" Han suggested.
"I don't know. I don't feel like he's in danger – but he is not contacting us, and that is worrisome" she replied.
Han went to her side, putting his arm around her. "Alright, here's what we'll do. If he does not contact us soon, within the next few days or weeks, we will go there ourselves, and find him" he said, kissing her head, she nodded.
"Alright, I'll wait" she said, "But don't expect me to act as if nothing is bothering me" she said.
He smiled, "I would never ask that of you" he told her, kissing her softly.
Their bliss was interrupted by 3PO apologizing. "Oh, forgive me Princess Leia, General Solo. I was told by Mon Mothma that she had sent General Solo an hour ago to find you, but that neither of you had returned. I see that General Solo had found you, but she told me to tell you that she wanted to see you immediately." he said.
"Nice going, Goldenrod" Han muttered.
"Thank you 3PO, we will be there shortly" Leia told the droid, glaring at her husband. "Do you have something to tell me?" she asked perturbed.
"Huh? Oh, yeah, Mon Mothma was asking for you." Han mumbled.
"Oh, thank you Han for telling me. You could've told me earlier though." she said.
He smiled, "Hey, its me!" he said.
"Nerfherder" she muttered, earning a deep laugh from him. She smiled and joined in, both of them walking out from the room arm-in-arm.