Returning from a routine diplomatic mission, a Jedi and Padawan discover a mysterious girl on a planet that shouldn't exist.
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Chapter 1: Revival
The craft came in through the atmosphere, fighting the planet's extreme weather all the way.
Even the extreme winds and powerful lightning strikes were no deterrence and the relatively vessel continued down, searching for an appropriate place to land.
The majority of the planet was covered in thick, lush jungle, but there were small clearings here and there, large enough to land in even for this craft which was somewhat larger than most personal transports of its type.
The brush compressed beneath the ship's landing struts as it touched down. The rain pelted the vessel still and the sleek, blue exterior of the spacecraft lit up as lightning struck overhead.
The ship opened up and a ramp extended out beneath the vessel. Bright light came from within, only to be overshadowed as two hooded and robed figures strode out, making their way out from beneath their transport's cover and into the jungle.
Beneath the canopy it was dark. One of the figures withdrew something from its robes. It looked like a sleek white metal square box.
In their hand the box suddenly came alive, unfolding itself to reveal a face, a pair of arms and four long legs. It let out a series of shrill beeps, looking at the robed figure.
"We need some light, K2," the figure said. It was a woman's voice.
The droid let off a series of smaller beeps before clambering up its mistress's arm to sit on her shoulder. Its eye sockets lit up, suddenly illuminating the dense foliage wherever it directed its gaze.
"Thanks," the woman said, reaching to par the droid on its head, jostling it and making it let out a series of beeps that sounded more like grumbling than anything else.
The robed woman led the way, followed closely by the other robed figure.
It was a little over thirty minutes before the other figure spoke.
"Master…" the young man's voice rang out through the eerie forest, his voice warbled slightly. It was the voice of a teenager. "We've been walking for a while now. Are you sure you sensed something?"
"Of course I'm sure!" The woman replied. "The only reason this has taken so long is because you parked the ship so far away."
"There weren't any safe places to land," the boy replied defensively. "It was the closest safe spot to where you directed me."
"And you've done a good job in this weather, my Padawan," the woman replied. "Why I doubt I could have done even half the job you did getting through this storm."
"That's because you can barely fly a speeder, nevermind a ship," the Padawan groused. The woman chuckled in response.
"With such a brilliant pilot at my beck and call, why would I ever need to improve?" She asked.
"It shouldn't be much further now though," she said. "Can you sense it?"
"Not really," the boy replied, making the woman stop and her Padawan did the same. She sighed before flinging off her hood, revealing a head of blonde hair. It was loose on one side, while the other was braided. The hair coming together into one longer braid which she flicked over her shoulder.
"You should be able to sense it at this distance," the woman chided, her eyes belying her critical tone. "Concentrate, Ignore everything else, let the Force guide you."
The boy let out a long breath through his nose before straightening his spine as he did as instructed.
It was over a minute before he shifted again.
"I can sense something," he said. "But it's weak," he admitted.
"Have you been neglecting your lessons again?" The older Jedi chided.
"No…" The boy denied.
"Don't lie to me," the woman said sternly, albeit with some dry humour in her tone. "Lying to your Master does not befit a Jedi in training."
"Apologies," the boy said, chastised.
"You've been working on your lightsaber forms instead of everything else again, haven't you?" She asked.
"Yes," he admitted in defeat.
"Boys and their toys…" The woman said with the fondly exasperated tone of one who had long suffered this particular behaviour. "Honestly, it's always the same with you. You'll make up the time on the way back to Coruscant."
"Yes, Master," the boy replied.
"Anyway, you can sense it, can you tell how close it is?"
"No," the boy said. He paused as he continued to search through the Force. "It's nearby though."
"We really need to work on your awareness," the woman said. "Because it seems our quarry has already found us."
The boy's eyes widened. The boy spun around, startled. It was the noise of rustling that caught his attention and he turned to the sound. He reached inside his robes, only to be caught short by his Master's hand on his arm. She chuckled.
"I don't think you'll be needing your lightsaber for this," the woman told him. She looked towards the bushes and crouched down into a squat.
"Hello there," she said.
There was another rustle, before a head of brown hair peeked out through the undergrowth. It was a small girl.
Wide blue eyes stared at them. The Padawan slowly went down onto his knee on the floor, matching his Master's stance so as not to appear threatening.
"This is what you sensed?" The Padawan said disbelievingly. "What's a little girl doing all on her own out here?" Hearing his tone, the girl's head shot back into the bushes. The Jedi turned a disapproving eye to her student, instructing him to be silent without words.
"My name is Master Lofin," the woman said, turning back to the girl. "This is So-lin," she gestured to her Padawan. "What's your name?"
Tentatively, the girl's head came out again, although she didn't respond to the question.
"Come on, it's okay," the woman said. "We aren't going to hurt you."
There was still no verbal response from the girl. She poked her head further out of the bushes.
"Do you understand us?" The Jedi asked.
There was a pause.
"H-ell-o," she said, her voice sounding like she was struggling to put the words together.
Master Lofin smiled.
"We were passing through the system when I sensed you in the Force," the Jedi explained. "What's your name little one?"
The girl stepped out properly into the small clearing. She was clothed, although it was plain to see said clothing had seen better days. Some fabric had been wrapped around her torso and otherwise her arms, legs and most importantly her feet were bare. She was carrying a stick, relatively thick for its size, made of a dense looking wood which had been sharpened on one end.
"Nala," the girl said.
"Oh my, that's a lovely name Nala," Lofin said gently. "How long have you been out here?" She slowly extended a hand, palm up to the girl.
The child observed the offered appendage curiously. Then she reached forward and tentatively touched the Jedi's fingers before pulling her hand back, as if afraid Lofin might hurt her.
"That's right, see. I'm not going to hurt you," Lofin repeated. "Are your parents nearby Nala?" She asked. Although the Jedi sensed she already knew the answer to that question.
The curious, wild girl stepped forward as Lofin kept speaking, letting Lofin close her fingers around her small hand, making the girl's eyes widen for a moment before relaxing. Lofin gave her a friendly smile. "Do you have a home?" She asked.
"H-home?" the girl croaked out. Lofin nodded, smiling warmly at the girl.
"Where you sleep," she said, slowly to help the girl understand. "Can you show us?"
The wild girl considered them both for a few seconds before nodding. She turned around, not letting go of Lofin's hand and began leading them through the jungle.
"Master, I didn't sense any other intelligent life," the Padawan said quietly from the side.
"Neither do I," Lofin responded quietly, sadly. "Be on alert, but don't attack anything unless you are first."
The padawan responded with a nod, but he still echoed anxiety in the force.
The girl led them through the brush. It was clear that she was well traversed in the jungles, finding clear paths, albeit ones not suited for people as large as the two jedi.
Then they came to another clearing and the girl's 'home' was plain to identify.
It was a ship. Although it was clear that the vessel had seen far better days. There was visible damage, dark marks and indents where blasterfire from another ship had damaged the hull. One of the repulsors had fallen off one of the ship's wings and it was partially embedded in the ground. It was plain to see that this vessel would not be flying anytime soon. This was especially so considering the other half of the ship.
The vessel was rusted and almost rotten. Metal that was typically rated to survive even the harshest of corrosive environments was heavily weathered with plantlife seemingly having done its best to reclame the material, practically burying it in the foliage. The girl let go of Lofin's hand, approaching the dense foliage where there was a gap through the roots and leaves. It was an entrance. The girl looked back at them briefly, before going through the hole in the side of the vessel.
"That thing must be ancient," So-lin said, wide eyed. His Master was of a similar opinion.
"This isn't adding up," the woman said, looking at the two halves of the same ship which were nevertheless in two different states. "Come on, let's follow her."
The two Jedi approached the canopy. It was a tight fit, but both of them were able to crawl through the small hole and enter the ship.
Inside wasn't much better than outside. There was dust of course, but also dirt and rotten plant matter stuck to the walls from where the plantlife had dug its roots through thin gaps in the plates of the ship and subsequently perished.
The girl was there waiting for them and she smiled with mirth on seeing Lofin's entrance, followed shortly by a giggle at seeing the more broad shouldered boy struggling to squeeze through the final gap.
"Laugh it up why don't you?" the boy groused as he stood up and brushed himself off. That only seemed to make the girl more amused.
The room they had found themselves in was a cargo bay. There were some storage containers.
"Is that… Mandalorian steel?" So-lin asked in surprise as he read one of the faded markings on a container with several smooth ingots that looked to be in pristine condition.
Nala meanwhile had gone to the other side of the cargo bay and she stood in one of the doorways. She beckoned the two Jedi to follow her before disappearing through.
"I don't like this Master," So-Lin said quietly. "A girl all on her own, on a planet that didn't exist two weeks ago when we passed through this sector. That ship outside too... I could believe a girl could have survived on her own, but this ship was carrying Mandolorian Steel? nothing else I've seen on this planet makes sense."
"You think it may be a trap?" Lofin asked.
"I'm not good enough with the Force to sense the truth of the situation," the boy said. "But who would bother setting up such an elaborate trap for us? Maybe for one of the Council members? But this still seems incredibly convoluted.
"Do not sell yourself short," Lofin said. "We are Jedi and there are still plenty of groups active in the galaxy that wish to see us hurt even slightly. But still, I agree. Something is off about this world and I do not think it is intended as a threat. The Masters will need to hear about this. We must investigate."
So they went forward.
The next room was a corridor leading along the length of the ship, the two Jedi careful walked up the ramp, the floor sloping on account of the positioning of the vessel.
It was even darker now, only the light of K2 gave them any means to see.
There was faint light coming from another doorway. The two Jedi carefully made their way to it.
Inside the girl was sat on a bench, reclining backwards due to the angle of the ship. There were rags and blankets there, arranged into a sort of bed.
"H-ello," she said brightly.
"Hello," Lofin said.
The room was clearly much more lived in.
"Is this where you sleep?" She asked. The girl nodded shyly.
"Master, look," So-lin said, gesturing at the other wall.
On the other side, the room was decayed, just like the strange contrast they'd seen outside.
"Whatever the phenomenon was, it covered the entire ship," Lofin commented. "K2, can you run some scans?"
The droid perked up and jumped off Lofin's shoulder. It's spindly legs struggled to gain purchase on the sloping ground but it managed after a few seconds. A bright light emitted from the droid's single eye lens, bathing the ancient wall in blue light.
The girl watched the robot and her eyes lit up.
"Droid!" She said excitedly.
"Yes, this is a droid," Lofin replied, curious about the girl's enthusiasm.
She jumped up and hurriedly left the room.
Lofin shared a briefly worried look with her Padawan. They were both distracted though when they heard a crashing of metal from outside.
Hurrying after the girl the two Jedi found her, trying to pull the broken circuitry of another droid forward.
It was a protocol droid with a deep blue chassis and missing several parts. It lacked one eye, and its hand on the left side was missing. It had no legs beneath the knee either. The torso was open, wires hanging loose.
"Bro… broken," the girl said. She looked to the Jedi.
"Oh my, it is broken isn't it?" Lofin said. "Would you like me to fix it?" She offered.
Nala's eyes widened in excitement and she nodded her head enthusiastically.
"Help me lift this," Lofin asked her Padawan. Together they both lifted the droid, carrying it back into the room the girl had been trying to bring it from. There was a table at the centre of the room, clearly where the girl had retrieved the droid from. They put the droid back where ti had been.
It was a workshop, clearly. There was equipment, much of which Lofin recognised and some which looked foreign too. At a guess though, this seemed as much a hobby room as it did an actual repair station. Everything was covered in dust, but protected from the ravages of the outside, the equipment was at least sound, the parts located on shelves and storage containers still of use.
"Someone was trying to repair it maybe?" So-lin suggested.
"Possibly," Lofin replied. She looked around the room. But droids were droids. Protocol droids were actually relatively simple as far as it went, although it was clear this wasn't a simple protocol droid. It had properly moving arms for a start…
None of that mattered though.
"The Force must truly have smiled on you, Nala," Lofin said. "Because there aren't many Jedi who can manage this."
Closing her eyes the Jedi raised her hand.
There was a tremor in the force. The various knick knacks and parts around the room began to tremble and it was a few seconds later that something changed.
The little girl gasped in surprise as a piece of machinery lifted up from among its fellows. It broke apart, the pieces hovering in the air and smaller parts were removed from the destroyed device. Those pieces raced through the air to the droid, flying onto the damaged areas and attaching themselves.
Nala stepped back in fright, but a glance at the boy showed he wasn't afraid, only watching.
He glanced in her direction and offered the girl a small smile. Nala turned back to watch the spectacle.
Another part came forward, going to hover over the droid where it was disassembled like the one before, the various parts salvaged from the equipment going down to the droid where they attached themselves without even the need for the tools to properly do so.
Then things picked up. Two more parts came forward, breaking into pieces and the required components being taken to rebuild the droid. The room became a medley of metal rattles, snapping and twanging as before her eyes, Nala watched the droid being rebuilt from the random bits of junk around the room.
It was well over a minute before the Jedi was done. She lowered her hand, taking a deep breath, only to cough after inhaling the cloud of dust her actions had caused.
"Are you alright Master?" Asked So-lin.
"I-I'm fine," the Jedi replied, covering her mouth with one hand while waving away the dust from her face with the other.
So-lin stepped forward. "Should we turn it on then?"
"Of course," Lofin replied. She stepped forward and put a hand to the droid's chest.
There was one final crackle of electricity. The lights in the droid's rebuilt eyes lit up a soft yellow.
"Reboot initiated," came a deep voice, which quickly transitioned to a more feminine tone. Chronometer indicates… five years since battery shutdown. Oh no. Nala!"
The droid's head turned and quickly identified the girl.
"Nala, you are alive?! Thank the stars. Your parents would have never forgiven me if something had happened to you." The droid looked to Lofin.
"I take it that it is you who I have to thank for reactivating me me?" The droid asked, sitting up. It looked down at itself, finding the rough mechanical hand that had been added to replace the one that was missing. Then it shifted to stand as it came off the workbench.
"Easy there," Lofin advised, catching the robot before it could fall. "It'll take a while to adjust to the new hardware, and it's not exactly up to spec."
Indeed the upgrades weren't standard issue by any means. The replacement limbs were bare metal, missing a proper chassis and mismatching besides.
"Thank you," the droid said. "This is far from ideal I agree, but simply being activated again is worth the cost." It turned to Nala.
"Oh I am so glad you are safe," the droid said. "And look, you're so grown up!" It praised with motherly affection. Nala beamed up at the droid and raced forward to hug it around the midsection.
"Beetee!" The girl said.
"We found her in the forest near your ship," Lofin explained. The droid nodded.
"You have only just found us?" The droid asked. "I had set up a distress signal before I ran out of power. How did it take so long for you to find us? The channel I broadcast upon was supposed to be secure, but we were are in relatively high traffic space. Surely someone must have picked it up sooner?"
"We didn't receive any distress signal," Master Lofin said. "I sensed Nala with the Force and we came to investigate."
"Oh my, you are Jedi?" The Droid asked, sounding suddenly relieved.
"Yes, Jedi," Lofin replied, a soft edge of confusion to her tone. The familiar distrust of Jedi extended to even droids sometimes, it was more often that they encountered confusion or distrust when they introduced themselves, not relief. "We are here to help, if we can."
"Indeed and I am sure myself and Nala would be grateful for any assistance you can provide," the droid replied. There was a pause before it spoke again.
"Oh where are my manners," it said politely. "I am B3 M8, family droid. It is lovely to make your acquaintance."
"And you as well," Lofin said. "I am Master Lofin and this is my Padawan So-lin."
"We were hoping you could explain what happened here," So-lin interjected.
"Happened here?" The droid answered. "Why we crashed of course. Although… I was not active during that period, so I am unable to comment on the specifics of exactly what happened and Nala was not able to explain much herself, being only a little girl at the time. I assume that the Mandolorian fleet caught up to us."
"Why would the Mandalorians be after you?" Lofin asked, surprised.
"They had Mandalorian steel in the hold," So-lin commented. "But surely they'd have come down to the planet to reacquire it."
"Indeed. Although I can tell you we acquired much more than that," the droid informed them. "We were tasked with acquiring information on their smithing techniques. We were on our way back to Jedi controlled territory with the data my owners had stolen."
"Mandalorian smithing techniques?" So-lin questioned in awe, and not for little reason. The Mandalorians were incredibly secretive about how they made the metal that had been a huge part in their reputation reaching galactic fame.
"Indeed," the droid said. "We were tasked with delivering samples and data, but it appears that we were waylaid. Is the war still ongoing? I continue to hold records of much of the knowledge we stole, I imagine it will be of extreme use to the Council."
"We aren't currently at war, no," Lofin said apologetically. She turned to shoot a glance at her Padawan, indicating he should be quiet for the moment.
"Then the war is won?" oh that is indeed a relief. I am sure if Nala's parents were here then they too would be pleased to know," the droid said.
Master Lofin pursed her lips, as she tried to think of the right thing to say.
"B3 M8," she said carefully. "When I said that we were not currently at war with the Mandalorians. That was because the Jedi-Mandalorian war ended many thousands of years ago."
The droid was visibly taken aback at the woman's words.
"B-but my chronometer indicates that I was offline for only five years," the droid questioned. "How can that be?"
"That is just one of many questions I do not have an answer for," the Jedi replied.
Even the extreme winds and powerful lightning strikes were no deterrence and the relatively vessel continued down, searching for an appropriate place to land.
The majority of the planet was covered in thick, lush jungle, but there were small clearings here and there, large enough to land in even for this craft which was somewhat larger than most personal transports of its type.
The brush compressed beneath the ship's landing struts as it touched down. The rain pelted the vessel still and the sleek, blue exterior of the spacecraft lit up as lightning struck overhead.
The ship opened up and a ramp extended out beneath the vessel. Bright light came from within, only to be overshadowed as two hooded and robed figures strode out, making their way out from beneath their transport's cover and into the jungle.
Beneath the canopy it was dark. One of the figures withdrew something from its robes. It looked like a sleek white metal square box.
In their hand the box suddenly came alive, unfolding itself to reveal a face, a pair of arms and four long legs. It let out a series of shrill beeps, looking at the robed figure.
"We need some light, K2," the figure said. It was a woman's voice.
The droid let off a series of smaller beeps before clambering up its mistress's arm to sit on her shoulder. Its eye sockets lit up, suddenly illuminating the dense foliage wherever it directed its gaze.
"Thanks," the woman said, reaching to par the droid on its head, jostling it and making it let out a series of beeps that sounded more like grumbling than anything else.
The robed woman led the way, followed closely by the other robed figure.
It was a little over thirty minutes before the other figure spoke.
"Master…" the young man's voice rang out through the eerie forest, his voice warbled slightly. It was the voice of a teenager. "We've been walking for a while now. Are you sure you sensed something?"
"Of course I'm sure!" The woman replied. "The only reason this has taken so long is because you parked the ship so far away."
"There weren't any safe places to land," the boy replied defensively. "It was the closest safe spot to where you directed me."
"And you've done a good job in this weather, my Padawan," the woman replied. "Why I doubt I could have done even half the job you did getting through this storm."
"That's because you can barely fly a speeder, nevermind a ship," the Padawan groused. The woman chuckled in response.
"With such a brilliant pilot at my beck and call, why would I ever need to improve?" She asked.
"It shouldn't be much further now though," she said. "Can you sense it?"
"Not really," the boy replied, making the woman stop and her Padawan did the same. She sighed before flinging off her hood, revealing a head of blonde hair. It was loose on one side, while the other was braided. The hair coming together into one longer braid which she flicked over her shoulder.
"You should be able to sense it at this distance," the woman chided, her eyes belying her critical tone. "Concentrate, Ignore everything else, let the Force guide you."
The boy let out a long breath through his nose before straightening his spine as he did as instructed.
It was over a minute before he shifted again.
"I can sense something," he said. "But it's weak," he admitted.
"Have you been neglecting your lessons again?" The older Jedi chided.
"No…" The boy denied.
"Don't lie to me," the woman said sternly, albeit with some dry humour in her tone. "Lying to your Master does not befit a Jedi in training."
"Apologies," the boy said, chastised.
"You've been working on your lightsaber forms instead of everything else again, haven't you?" She asked.
"Yes," he admitted in defeat.
"Boys and their toys…" The woman said with the fondly exasperated tone of one who had long suffered this particular behaviour. "Honestly, it's always the same with you. You'll make up the time on the way back to Coruscant."
"Yes, Master," the boy replied.
"Anyway, you can sense it, can you tell how close it is?"
"No," the boy said. He paused as he continued to search through the Force. "It's nearby though."
"We really need to work on your awareness," the woman said. "Because it seems our quarry has already found us."
The boy's eyes widened. The boy spun around, startled. It was the noise of rustling that caught his attention and he turned to the sound. He reached inside his robes, only to be caught short by his Master's hand on his arm. She chuckled.
"I don't think you'll be needing your lightsaber for this," the woman told him. She looked towards the bushes and crouched down into a squat.
"Hello there," she said.
There was another rustle, before a head of brown hair peeked out through the undergrowth. It was a small girl.
Wide blue eyes stared at them. The Padawan slowly went down onto his knee on the floor, matching his Master's stance so as not to appear threatening.
"This is what you sensed?" The Padawan said disbelievingly. "What's a little girl doing all on her own out here?" Hearing his tone, the girl's head shot back into the bushes. The Jedi turned a disapproving eye to her student, instructing him to be silent without words.
"My name is Master Lofin," the woman said, turning back to the girl. "This is So-lin," she gestured to her Padawan. "What's your name?"
Tentatively, the girl's head came out again, although she didn't respond to the question.
"Come on, it's okay," the woman said. "We aren't going to hurt you."
There was still no verbal response from the girl. She poked her head further out of the bushes.
"Do you understand us?" The Jedi asked.
There was a pause.
"H-ell-o," she said, her voice sounding like she was struggling to put the words together.
Master Lofin smiled.
"We were passing through the system when I sensed you in the Force," the Jedi explained. "What's your name little one?"
The girl stepped out properly into the small clearing. She was clothed, although it was plain to see said clothing had seen better days. Some fabric had been wrapped around her torso and otherwise her arms, legs and most importantly her feet were bare. She was carrying a stick, relatively thick for its size, made of a dense looking wood which had been sharpened on one end.
"Nala," the girl said.
"Oh my, that's a lovely name Nala," Lofin said gently. "How long have you been out here?" She slowly extended a hand, palm up to the girl.
The child observed the offered appendage curiously. Then she reached forward and tentatively touched the Jedi's fingers before pulling her hand back, as if afraid Lofin might hurt her.
"That's right, see. I'm not going to hurt you," Lofin repeated. "Are your parents nearby Nala?" She asked. Although the Jedi sensed she already knew the answer to that question.
The curious, wild girl stepped forward as Lofin kept speaking, letting Lofin close her fingers around her small hand, making the girl's eyes widen for a moment before relaxing. Lofin gave her a friendly smile. "Do you have a home?" She asked.
"H-home?" the girl croaked out. Lofin nodded, smiling warmly at the girl.
"Where you sleep," she said, slowly to help the girl understand. "Can you show us?"
The wild girl considered them both for a few seconds before nodding. She turned around, not letting go of Lofin's hand and began leading them through the jungle.
"Master, I didn't sense any other intelligent life," the Padawan said quietly from the side.
"Neither do I," Lofin responded quietly, sadly. "Be on alert, but don't attack anything unless you are first."
The padawan responded with a nod, but he still echoed anxiety in the force.
The girl led them through the brush. It was clear that she was well traversed in the jungles, finding clear paths, albeit ones not suited for people as large as the two jedi.
Then they came to another clearing and the girl's 'home' was plain to identify.
It was a ship. Although it was clear that the vessel had seen far better days. There was visible damage, dark marks and indents where blasterfire from another ship had damaged the hull. One of the repulsors had fallen off one of the ship's wings and it was partially embedded in the ground. It was plain to see that this vessel would not be flying anytime soon. This was especially so considering the other half of the ship.
The vessel was rusted and almost rotten. Metal that was typically rated to survive even the harshest of corrosive environments was heavily weathered with plantlife seemingly having done its best to reclame the material, practically burying it in the foliage. The girl let go of Lofin's hand, approaching the dense foliage where there was a gap through the roots and leaves. It was an entrance. The girl looked back at them briefly, before going through the hole in the side of the vessel.
"That thing must be ancient," So-lin said, wide eyed. His Master was of a similar opinion.
"This isn't adding up," the woman said, looking at the two halves of the same ship which were nevertheless in two different states. "Come on, let's follow her."
The two Jedi approached the canopy. It was a tight fit, but both of them were able to crawl through the small hole and enter the ship.
Inside wasn't much better than outside. There was dust of course, but also dirt and rotten plant matter stuck to the walls from where the plantlife had dug its roots through thin gaps in the plates of the ship and subsequently perished.
The girl was there waiting for them and she smiled with mirth on seeing Lofin's entrance, followed shortly by a giggle at seeing the more broad shouldered boy struggling to squeeze through the final gap.
"Laugh it up why don't you?" the boy groused as he stood up and brushed himself off. That only seemed to make the girl more amused.
The room they had found themselves in was a cargo bay. There were some storage containers.
"Is that… Mandalorian steel?" So-lin asked in surprise as he read one of the faded markings on a container with several smooth ingots that looked to be in pristine condition.
Nala meanwhile had gone to the other side of the cargo bay and she stood in one of the doorways. She beckoned the two Jedi to follow her before disappearing through.
"I don't like this Master," So-Lin said quietly. "A girl all on her own, on a planet that didn't exist two weeks ago when we passed through this sector. That ship outside too... I could believe a girl could have survived on her own, but this ship was carrying Mandolorian Steel? nothing else I've seen on this planet makes sense."
"You think it may be a trap?" Lofin asked.
"I'm not good enough with the Force to sense the truth of the situation," the boy said. "But who would bother setting up such an elaborate trap for us? Maybe for one of the Council members? But this still seems incredibly convoluted.
"Do not sell yourself short," Lofin said. "We are Jedi and there are still plenty of groups active in the galaxy that wish to see us hurt even slightly. But still, I agree. Something is off about this world and I do not think it is intended as a threat. The Masters will need to hear about this. We must investigate."
So they went forward.
The next room was a corridor leading along the length of the ship, the two Jedi careful walked up the ramp, the floor sloping on account of the positioning of the vessel.
It was even darker now, only the light of K2 gave them any means to see.
There was faint light coming from another doorway. The two Jedi carefully made their way to it.
Inside the girl was sat on a bench, reclining backwards due to the angle of the ship. There were rags and blankets there, arranged into a sort of bed.
"H-ello," she said brightly.
"Hello," Lofin said.
The room was clearly much more lived in.
"Is this where you sleep?" She asked. The girl nodded shyly.
"Master, look," So-lin said, gesturing at the other wall.
On the other side, the room was decayed, just like the strange contrast they'd seen outside.
"Whatever the phenomenon was, it covered the entire ship," Lofin commented. "K2, can you run some scans?"
The droid perked up and jumped off Lofin's shoulder. It's spindly legs struggled to gain purchase on the sloping ground but it managed after a few seconds. A bright light emitted from the droid's single eye lens, bathing the ancient wall in blue light.
The girl watched the robot and her eyes lit up.
"Droid!" She said excitedly.
"Yes, this is a droid," Lofin replied, curious about the girl's enthusiasm.
She jumped up and hurriedly left the room.
Lofin shared a briefly worried look with her Padawan. They were both distracted though when they heard a crashing of metal from outside.
Hurrying after the girl the two Jedi found her, trying to pull the broken circuitry of another droid forward.
It was a protocol droid with a deep blue chassis and missing several parts. It lacked one eye, and its hand on the left side was missing. It had no legs beneath the knee either. The torso was open, wires hanging loose.
"Bro… broken," the girl said. She looked to the Jedi.
"Oh my, it is broken isn't it?" Lofin said. "Would you like me to fix it?" She offered.
Nala's eyes widened in excitement and she nodded her head enthusiastically.
"Help me lift this," Lofin asked her Padawan. Together they both lifted the droid, carrying it back into the room the girl had been trying to bring it from. There was a table at the centre of the room, clearly where the girl had retrieved the droid from. They put the droid back where ti had been.
It was a workshop, clearly. There was equipment, much of which Lofin recognised and some which looked foreign too. At a guess though, this seemed as much a hobby room as it did an actual repair station. Everything was covered in dust, but protected from the ravages of the outside, the equipment was at least sound, the parts located on shelves and storage containers still of use.
"Someone was trying to repair it maybe?" So-lin suggested.
"Possibly," Lofin replied. She looked around the room. But droids were droids. Protocol droids were actually relatively simple as far as it went, although it was clear this wasn't a simple protocol droid. It had properly moving arms for a start…
None of that mattered though.
"The Force must truly have smiled on you, Nala," Lofin said. "Because there aren't many Jedi who can manage this."
Closing her eyes the Jedi raised her hand.
There was a tremor in the force. The various knick knacks and parts around the room began to tremble and it was a few seconds later that something changed.
The little girl gasped in surprise as a piece of machinery lifted up from among its fellows. It broke apart, the pieces hovering in the air and smaller parts were removed from the destroyed device. Those pieces raced through the air to the droid, flying onto the damaged areas and attaching themselves.
Nala stepped back in fright, but a glance at the boy showed he wasn't afraid, only watching.
He glanced in her direction and offered the girl a small smile. Nala turned back to watch the spectacle.
Another part came forward, going to hover over the droid where it was disassembled like the one before, the various parts salvaged from the equipment going down to the droid where they attached themselves without even the need for the tools to properly do so.
Then things picked up. Two more parts came forward, breaking into pieces and the required components being taken to rebuild the droid. The room became a medley of metal rattles, snapping and twanging as before her eyes, Nala watched the droid being rebuilt from the random bits of junk around the room.
It was well over a minute before the Jedi was done. She lowered her hand, taking a deep breath, only to cough after inhaling the cloud of dust her actions had caused.
"Are you alright Master?" Asked So-lin.
"I-I'm fine," the Jedi replied, covering her mouth with one hand while waving away the dust from her face with the other.
So-lin stepped forward. "Should we turn it on then?"
"Of course," Lofin replied. She stepped forward and put a hand to the droid's chest.
There was one final crackle of electricity. The lights in the droid's rebuilt eyes lit up a soft yellow.
"Reboot initiated," came a deep voice, which quickly transitioned to a more feminine tone. Chronometer indicates… five years since battery shutdown. Oh no. Nala!"
The droid's head turned and quickly identified the girl.
"Nala, you are alive?! Thank the stars. Your parents would have never forgiven me if something had happened to you." The droid looked to Lofin.
"I take it that it is you who I have to thank for reactivating me me?" The droid asked, sitting up. It looked down at itself, finding the rough mechanical hand that had been added to replace the one that was missing. Then it shifted to stand as it came off the workbench.
"Easy there," Lofin advised, catching the robot before it could fall. "It'll take a while to adjust to the new hardware, and it's not exactly up to spec."
Indeed the upgrades weren't standard issue by any means. The replacement limbs were bare metal, missing a proper chassis and mismatching besides.
"Thank you," the droid said. "This is far from ideal I agree, but simply being activated again is worth the cost." It turned to Nala.
"Oh I am so glad you are safe," the droid said. "And look, you're so grown up!" It praised with motherly affection. Nala beamed up at the droid and raced forward to hug it around the midsection.
"Beetee!" The girl said.
"We found her in the forest near your ship," Lofin explained. The droid nodded.
"You have only just found us?" The droid asked. "I had set up a distress signal before I ran out of power. How did it take so long for you to find us? The channel I broadcast upon was supposed to be secure, but we were are in relatively high traffic space. Surely someone must have picked it up sooner?"
"We didn't receive any distress signal," Master Lofin said. "I sensed Nala with the Force and we came to investigate."
"Oh my, you are Jedi?" The Droid asked, sounding suddenly relieved.
"Yes, Jedi," Lofin replied, a soft edge of confusion to her tone. The familiar distrust of Jedi extended to even droids sometimes, it was more often that they encountered confusion or distrust when they introduced themselves, not relief. "We are here to help, if we can."
"Indeed and I am sure myself and Nala would be grateful for any assistance you can provide," the droid replied. There was a pause before it spoke again.
"Oh where are my manners," it said politely. "I am B3 M8, family droid. It is lovely to make your acquaintance."
"And you as well," Lofin said. "I am Master Lofin and this is my Padawan So-lin."
"We were hoping you could explain what happened here," So-lin interjected.
"Happened here?" The droid answered. "Why we crashed of course. Although… I was not active during that period, so I am unable to comment on the specifics of exactly what happened and Nala was not able to explain much herself, being only a little girl at the time. I assume that the Mandolorian fleet caught up to us."
"Why would the Mandalorians be after you?" Lofin asked, surprised.
"They had Mandalorian steel in the hold," So-lin commented. "But surely they'd have come down to the planet to reacquire it."
"Indeed. Although I can tell you we acquired much more than that," the droid informed them. "We were tasked with acquiring information on their smithing techniques. We were on our way back to Jedi controlled territory with the data my owners had stolen."
"Mandalorian smithing techniques?" So-lin questioned in awe, and not for little reason. The Mandalorians were incredibly secretive about how they made the metal that had been a huge part in their reputation reaching galactic fame.
"Indeed," the droid said. "We were tasked with delivering samples and data, but it appears that we were waylaid. Is the war still ongoing? I continue to hold records of much of the knowledge we stole, I imagine it will be of extreme use to the Council."
"We aren't currently at war, no," Lofin said apologetically. She turned to shoot a glance at her Padawan, indicating he should be quiet for the moment.
"Then the war is won?" oh that is indeed a relief. I am sure if Nala's parents were here then they too would be pleased to know," the droid said.
Master Lofin pursed her lips, as she tried to think of the right thing to say.
"B3 M8," she said carefully. "When I said that we were not currently at war with the Mandalorians. That was because the Jedi-Mandalorian war ended many thousands of years ago."
The droid was visibly taken aback at the woman's words.
"B-but my chronometer indicates that I was offline for only five years," the droid questioned. "How can that be?"
"That is just one of many questions I do not have an answer for," the Jedi replied.
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Well consider me hooked! Though how long before Canon is this?
That depends, which canon are we talking about?
Consider this a new Episode 7. I suppose this is technically AU, but then I can't remeber them making a proper sequel trilogy to Star Wars so...
Chapter 2: Connection
The ship was large for its class, being more akin to a light freighter than a personal transport.
It meant there was more than sufficient room for two new passengers though.
Nala was currently sat in the communal area. The droid, B3 M8 was sat opposite her and trying to teach the small girl basic, her language skills having been quite poor when they found her and having deteriorated in the time since.
So-lin was present also. He was currently meditating, with the added challenge of having to do so with the child and her droid's talking getting in the way and the instruction to maintain a trance while also keeping an eye on them.
It was good practise to learn to connect with the Force through obstructions like that. It was by pure coincidence that it also served as a suitably irritating punishment for the Padawan who had neglected his other training to practise his lightsaber forms.
Again.
"Yes, that is correct, Master," Lofin replied to the Aleenan Jedi as she sat in the pilot's chair. "It was like something I've never seen before. One half of the ship was… sound. It was in poor condition of course but it was theoretically salvageable. The rest looked like it had been there for millenia and K2's scans confirm that it is indeed over eight thousand years old."
"And you say the droid you found claims to be from the time of the Mandalorian wars?" Master Paratus answered slowly. His blue holographic form flickered briefly as he turned side to side on the four mechanical arms holding his small from up. It was clear that his curiosity was piqued by the tale Lofin had just told him. "I am not a great student of history, you would be better speaking to one of the archivists, but the Mandalorian Wars were only around four thousand years ago."
"The dates simply don't make any sense," Lofin agreed. "Do you know of anything in the Force that could have allowed for… time travel, or time manipulation of some sort?"
"If I did I would certainly not voice such things over a holocall, even one as secure as this should be," the Jedi replied seriously. "But no, it appears we have a mystery on our hands. Did you sense anything significant in the Force while you were on the planet?"
"Only perhaps a general unease," Lofin replied. "Although considering the planet's state, and not being within an actual star system, that was probably as much to do with the local wildlife than anything else."
Indeed the planet's situation had been grim. It had an atmosphere, but not being within an actual star system would see the planet struggling to maintain life and the struggle to survive was evident in the animals Lofin had sensed, more palpable than would be found on other words like even Kashyyk or Felucia where every day was a fight to continue breathing. If the planet was not subject to whatever interference had taken place there then it would be reasonable to expect the world to be rendered lifeless within the next several years.
"So it may in fact not be a phenomenon of the Force… Truly an interesting adventure you have stumbled upon," the Jedi Master said after a few seconds of thought. "There could be some technology about that is facilitating that phenomenon. Such things are incredibly rare, but not undocumented. Obviously this is far beyond my usual wheelhouse, adventures and mysteries are something I have often tried to avoid…" He nodded to himself in thought.
"I shall have one of my droids inform the rest of the Council, and they will likely have their own questions for you to answer in person once you return. Otherwise, your diplomatic adventure went well, I take it?"
"I'm surprised you even asked, Master," Lofin said, fond amusement in her tone. "But yes, there was nothing amiss. In fact the Skynarrans didnt even know the Empire had fallen and were happy to return to a new Republic."
"To be so blissfully separate from the wider Galaxy. Even decades later and they were still out of the loop?" the Jedi across the call commented dryly. He chuckled.
"For a functional workshop though it was worth coming back, wasn't it?" Lofin joked.
"Among other things," Paratus replied, a hint of familiar sadness colouring his tone as he looked down. Then he looked back up.
"But the other thing you found, the droid? It claims to know the secrets of the Mandalorians?" He asked seriously.
"Indeed. Its former owners were spies of some sort for the Jedi before they crashed on the planet. It is willing to share what it found with the Order, despite the fact the war is now long since over. We also brought with us the samples of Mandalorian Steel that were present on the ship."
"Incredible," the older Jedi said over the call, clear excitement lacing his tone. "Keep that droid safe and away from any prying eyes, please. I do not think I need to tell you of all people exactly how significant ancient Mandalorian smithing techniques could be to the Order. You must keep that droid happy and above all else safe."
"Of course, Master," Lofin said to placate him, not commenting on the Jedi's repetitive instructions. "I doubt I am going to have any troubles with it as long as its charge is happy and Nala seems like a lovely girl so far. We'll see about getting you that information as soon as we return. As long as you promise not to hide away in your lab tinkering for the next decade once you have them."
The Aleenan Jedi fidgeted slightly.
"I have been trying to be more sociable lately, you know," he said.
"Then I for one will be happy to see my old Master showing his face outside the Technical Rooms for once," Lofin teased lightly. "Shall we have a meal together when I return?"
"I would… enjoy that," the Aleenan said. "Although, not in the meeting halls. Somewhere not too crowded."
"Of course," Lofin replied with understanding. "If there is nothing else, then I had best go and keep an eye on my guests. We expect to arrive at Naboo in about half a standard day. We will refuel and collect the droid as was arranged before, and nobody will be the wiser about what we also have on board. I will send another update before we set off back to the temple, but it will likely be a few days."
"Excellent, then I eagerly anticipate your return," the Aleenan said..
The conversation was at its conclusion. "I will see you soon. Be well, Master," Lofin said.
"And you as well," the old Jedi said. "And Lofin, do be careful. I have been feeling an uneasiness in the Force as of late. It could be nothing, but try to be safe."
"We will be returning very soon, Master," Lofin promised. "We shouldn't be long on Naboo and from there we shall be returning immediately to the Temple without delay. I'll update you once we arrive, and when we depart too."
"Very well," Paratus said, although he still sounded slightly concerned. "May the Force be with you."
"And with you, Master," Lofin replied softly.
The connection cut off.
Lofin let off a sigh and relaxed into her chair. She smiled fondly for a few moments before checking the monitor. Their heading was correct, nothing was amiss. There was a fair bit of traffic around Naboo, having maintained its status as one of the wealthiest worlds in the galaxy following the fall of the Empire. Short of a security check there wasn't likely to be anything amiss on the next leg of their journey.
"K2 take the reins please," she said.
There was a beeping from amongst the woman's clothes and the tiny droid crawled out. It hopped up onto the main console and from out of the droid's base a coupler emerged. The droid plugged itself into the console and let off a few more beeps as it took control of the ship. A little arm turned around along with it's small face unit. The droid offered her a thumbs up with its tiny hand.
"Thanks," Lofin said, patting the droid lightly on its head, making it let off another couple of beeps before it turned to deliver its full attention to the ship. Lofin stood up and left to go check on her current charges.
Entering the living quarters she found both her Padawan and their guests. Leaning against the doorframe she took in the scene.
So-lin was perched in a meditative position on one of the booths and Lofin was pleased to see that he was diligently trying to meditate as instructed, despite the distractions around him.
On the opposite side of the room B3M8 and Nala were sat in a booth of their own. The droid had retrieved a number of dataslates from the ship which were for teaching children. They were educational games, aimed at teaching through play and Nala was enjoying herself with the droid's patient guidance.
The materials were clearly aimed at an age earlier than Nala currently was. Having been alone for so long had caused her education to atrophy considerably but the girl was… vibrant. There was a distinct cheerfulness to her that Lofin would not have expected from a child who had been forced to fend for themselves for so long. She should have been wild, probably aggressive and far more difficult to interact with. Simply surviving on her own was a feat in of itself that a small child shouldn't have been able to accomplish.
They hadn't encountered any large predators in their brief time on the mysterious rogue planet, but if there had been a single one… Well Lofin didn't think the orphaned girl would have survived such an encounter even with the Force on her side.
The most obvious explanation for Nala's survival was of course the Force. If the girl was Force sensitive then that would explain a great deal of how she had lasted as long as she did.
Lofin went to sit down next to her Padawan. It was far from an ideal meditative position, but the seating did not lend itself to such.
"Master?" The boy asked, cracking open his eyes. He had sensed her presence.
"How are you faring?" She asked.
"It's… difficult," the boy admitted as opposite them Nala laughed loudly in excitement as she completed one of the games B3 M8 was walking her through. He glowered at them. "But I am making some progress," he admitted.
"Good," Lofin said, pleased. "We have quite a few hours before we arrive at Naboo. We can meditate together for a while before eating."
She went to copy her Padawan's stance, crossing her legs as she reclined slightly in her seat. It was not exactly a traditional meditation stance, but meditation could take many forms. There were no real rules to meditation. The only goal was achieving and deepening your connection to the Force. As long as you could manage that, then that was all that mattered.
For most it was absolute silence they craved when connecting to the Force. A complete lack of distractions through one's senses and that was the way that most were initially taught. It was the most simple way to connect to the Force for the first few times and most Jedi continued to practise in such a way throughout their lives. It was only as one grew more experienced, aware of themselves that they occasionally started to branch out into other more personalised approaches like immersing oneself with nature or finding one particular location where they felt most at peace.
Nala laughed again from opposite her, bringing a slight smile to Lofin's face.
So-lin's presence beside her was the first thing she felt as she entered into a trance. A beacon in the force, proud, eager, restless, slightly annoyed.
"Your feelings are a distraction," she advised her pupil. There was a sound of a long exhale from the boy but he didn't respond other than to continue trying to match his teacher.
And he was improving. So-lin had a poor habit of spending his time on other things but when he applied himself it was clear to see her Padawan had a lot of potential. Butwhen it came to willfully allowing oneself to be distracted, Lofin couldn't exactly throw stones there. She'd been much the same at his age.
Lofin let her senses spread out further, exploring her immediate surroundings with the Force.
The droid, B3M8 was prominent and familiar to her senses. The echoes of her use of Mechu Deru came off the otherwise normal metal and would remain for some time unless the droid's new parts were replaced. Having touched the droid with the Force, Lofin had left a mark on it that any Jedi with the right training would be able to identify for some time to come.
Nala was there too, a beacon in the Force much like her Padawan. With proximity and her senses much more focused now she was meditating she could feel the girl's Force potential far more clearly. Whether or not the planet they had found her on was experiencing the odd temporal phenomenon via the Force or natural means, it was undoubtedly through the Force that Nala had survived as long as she had.
Nala would need to be taught to harness the Force, if only out of respect of her parents' loyalty to the old Jedi Order.
Now there was an innocent joy radiating off the girl as she continued the educational games with her droid. Companionship, safety. These were things Nala had not had for a very long time and a child of her age should never have been left without and Lofin would happily see delivered to the girl.
They would return to the temple soon after visiting Naboo. The Masters would be more than pleased she'd stumbled upon another Force user. Hopefully Nala would find a home there.
In the distance, K2's force presence was palpable for something of its size. The little droid had been with her for many years, becoming saturated in the Force to the point it was almost as in tune with Lofin as her own Lightsaber.
Inhaling deeply, Lofin let herself settle deeper into the Force, feeling not just her surroundings but the ebb and flow of the wider Force around her.
Peace enveloped her, and then that peace disappeared as she delved deeper.
Because of course the living Force could not be truly described as peaceful. The Force flowed through everything and everyone taking with it the echoes of their existences and like every Force user who meditated like she did, Lofin tapped into it all.
The feelings and emotions of an entire galaxy. Happiness, contentment, rage and restlessness, even hate and despair flowed through her. It was only truly the echo of an echo that while wild and untamed was so vast it was hard to parse just one single emotion from the rest. The disparate cacophony fell into the background with practised ease as she sunk deeper into the Force.
It was here that everything grew more tranquil. Like the choppy waves on a great ocean, beneath the Force flowed less violently, less chaotically.
That was not to say… that it was safe. The Force still flowed, but while the currents were more stable, they also flowed with more power. Enough to wash away the inexperienced.
This was where the difference between the uninitiated and the trained appeared. An uninitiated Force user was capable of many things, they could tap into the Force in a myriad of ways and often it was subconscious on their part. But often when those individuals tried to reach deeper?
It was why a student required a teacher because once you reached this level. Like a child learning to swim, one often required guidance lest something terrible occur.
So-Lin was there as she continued to sink deeper. His presence nearby and Lofin reached out to him, helping to guide her Padawan deeper to join her.
He truly had improved it seemed. Nala's distractions in the waking world had been more of a boon than she had anticipated.
They stayed like that, delving into the Force. Lofin deepened her connection only slightly. This session was about her Padawan more than it was her.
And then something touched her nose.
Rapidly losing her focus, Lofin allowed herself to end her meditation, So-Lin's Force presence beside her.
Opening her eyes, Lofin saw the girl in front of her. She had her hand outstretched, ready to poke her again because that was what she'd done. There was a cheekiness to her expression, but also a curiosity.
"Hello Nala," Lofin greeted her, reaching out to push the child's hand away. "That was quite rude you know? You shouldn't disturb someone while they are meditating."
Nala didn't look particularly apologetic, but then she was still young. No doubt once it came time for her to learn to meditate she would learn appreciation for why one shouldn't disturb someone else.
Next to her So-lin grunted as he returned to focus himself. His return to focus was a bit more rapid than usual, the boy having deepened his connection to the force a great deal and so he was slightly more disturbed by the return to the living world.
"Oh," he said flatly, looking quite grumpy as he realised that it was Nala who had disturbed their meditation. The girl didn't help by giggling at seeing his pursed lips and flat stare.
"I was doing so well," he groused. If he were not a Jedi, Lofin could easily imagine the boy trying to throttle the little girl opposite him. Instead, he took a deep breath and allowed his frustration to dissipate.
"I already can't wait until we're rid of her," he said frankly as he stood up to walk away.
"I'm going to go practise my lightsaber forms," he said as he reached the doorway leading to the rest of the ship. "I accept no responsibility for what happens to her if she wants to interrupt that too!"
"My sincerest apologies Master Jedi," B3M8 said, bowing at the waist. "Nala was curious about what you were doing."
Nala likewise seemed taken aback by the boy's reaction and her expression quickly turned from cheerful to saddened. She was no doubt realising that she'd probably taken things too far.
"Sorry," she said, and Lofin could feel her sincerity in the Force as she said it.
"Do not worry," Lofin said, patting the girl on the head as she spoke. "He's not really upset, but he was doing very well in his meditation just now and having been stopped short when you are on a roll like that is quite frustrating, believe me." Turning to the droid she continued.
"If I had been worried about distractions then I would have taken my apprentice to a different room. Nala's interruption was somewhat unexpected and interrupted my Padawan's meditation, but he isn't the sort to hold a grudge over what is really a minor thing."
"Thank you, Master Jedi," the droid replined, bowing once more. It was clearly worried that Nala had caused offence.
Lofin waved a hand, dismissing the droid's worries.
"Let's put this down as a lesson learnt shall we?" She asked. "I'm sure you won't disturb us like that again the next time you see us meditating."
Nala shook her head in agreement.
"Then all that is left to do is apologise in person," she said.
"So what games did you play with B3M8?" She asked. "Would you like to show me?"
Nala perked up at that and Lofin joined the droid with the girl.
Later, when it was time to eat Nala apologised to So-Lin. The boy still seemed slightly irritated from before but was willing to forgive her.
It was a bit more lively with more than just the two of them. They ate and then relaxed for a while before B3M8 declared it was time for young Nala to get some rest.
The girl was reticent at first, but it was clear by the way she yawned that she needed the rest. B3M8 had set up in one of the spare quarters for her and the droid settled in to recharge its batteries while the girl slept. So it was just Lofin and her Padawan left awake.
They both went to sit in the cockpit together, each taking one of the two seats controlling the vessel. Activating hyperspeed, Lofin looked out at the stars as they raced by, bright white lines created from the light of the stars due to their travelling beyond the speed of light itself.
In a few more hours they'd arrive at Naboo, and then unfortunately they'd have to deal with something Lofin always hated having to be involved with.
Politics.
It meant there was more than sufficient room for two new passengers though.
Nala was currently sat in the communal area. The droid, B3 M8 was sat opposite her and trying to teach the small girl basic, her language skills having been quite poor when they found her and having deteriorated in the time since.
So-lin was present also. He was currently meditating, with the added challenge of having to do so with the child and her droid's talking getting in the way and the instruction to maintain a trance while also keeping an eye on them.
It was good practise to learn to connect with the Force through obstructions like that. It was by pure coincidence that it also served as a suitably irritating punishment for the Padawan who had neglected his other training to practise his lightsaber forms.
Again.
"Yes, that is correct, Master," Lofin replied to the Aleenan Jedi as she sat in the pilot's chair. "It was like something I've never seen before. One half of the ship was… sound. It was in poor condition of course but it was theoretically salvageable. The rest looked like it had been there for millenia and K2's scans confirm that it is indeed over eight thousand years old."
"And you say the droid you found claims to be from the time of the Mandalorian wars?" Master Paratus answered slowly. His blue holographic form flickered briefly as he turned side to side on the four mechanical arms holding his small from up. It was clear that his curiosity was piqued by the tale Lofin had just told him. "I am not a great student of history, you would be better speaking to one of the archivists, but the Mandalorian Wars were only around four thousand years ago."
"The dates simply don't make any sense," Lofin agreed. "Do you know of anything in the Force that could have allowed for… time travel, or time manipulation of some sort?"
"If I did I would certainly not voice such things over a holocall, even one as secure as this should be," the Jedi replied seriously. "But no, it appears we have a mystery on our hands. Did you sense anything significant in the Force while you were on the planet?"
"Only perhaps a general unease," Lofin replied. "Although considering the planet's state, and not being within an actual star system, that was probably as much to do with the local wildlife than anything else."
Indeed the planet's situation had been grim. It had an atmosphere, but not being within an actual star system would see the planet struggling to maintain life and the struggle to survive was evident in the animals Lofin had sensed, more palpable than would be found on other words like even Kashyyk or Felucia where every day was a fight to continue breathing. If the planet was not subject to whatever interference had taken place there then it would be reasonable to expect the world to be rendered lifeless within the next several years.
"So it may in fact not be a phenomenon of the Force… Truly an interesting adventure you have stumbled upon," the Jedi Master said after a few seconds of thought. "There could be some technology about that is facilitating that phenomenon. Such things are incredibly rare, but not undocumented. Obviously this is far beyond my usual wheelhouse, adventures and mysteries are something I have often tried to avoid…" He nodded to himself in thought.
"I shall have one of my droids inform the rest of the Council, and they will likely have their own questions for you to answer in person once you return. Otherwise, your diplomatic adventure went well, I take it?"
"I'm surprised you even asked, Master," Lofin said, fond amusement in her tone. "But yes, there was nothing amiss. In fact the Skynarrans didnt even know the Empire had fallen and were happy to return to a new Republic."
"To be so blissfully separate from the wider Galaxy. Even decades later and they were still out of the loop?" the Jedi across the call commented dryly. He chuckled.
"For a functional workshop though it was worth coming back, wasn't it?" Lofin joked.
"Among other things," Paratus replied, a hint of familiar sadness colouring his tone as he looked down. Then he looked back up.
"But the other thing you found, the droid? It claims to know the secrets of the Mandalorians?" He asked seriously.
"Indeed. Its former owners were spies of some sort for the Jedi before they crashed on the planet. It is willing to share what it found with the Order, despite the fact the war is now long since over. We also brought with us the samples of Mandalorian Steel that were present on the ship."
"Incredible," the older Jedi said over the call, clear excitement lacing his tone. "Keep that droid safe and away from any prying eyes, please. I do not think I need to tell you of all people exactly how significant ancient Mandalorian smithing techniques could be to the Order. You must keep that droid happy and above all else safe."
"Of course, Master," Lofin said to placate him, not commenting on the Jedi's repetitive instructions. "I doubt I am going to have any troubles with it as long as its charge is happy and Nala seems like a lovely girl so far. We'll see about getting you that information as soon as we return. As long as you promise not to hide away in your lab tinkering for the next decade once you have them."
The Aleenan Jedi fidgeted slightly.
"I have been trying to be more sociable lately, you know," he said.
"Then I for one will be happy to see my old Master showing his face outside the Technical Rooms for once," Lofin teased lightly. "Shall we have a meal together when I return?"
"I would… enjoy that," the Aleenan said. "Although, not in the meeting halls. Somewhere not too crowded."
"Of course," Lofin replied with understanding. "If there is nothing else, then I had best go and keep an eye on my guests. We expect to arrive at Naboo in about half a standard day. We will refuel and collect the droid as was arranged before, and nobody will be the wiser about what we also have on board. I will send another update before we set off back to the temple, but it will likely be a few days."
"Excellent, then I eagerly anticipate your return," the Aleenan said..
The conversation was at its conclusion. "I will see you soon. Be well, Master," Lofin said.
"And you as well," the old Jedi said. "And Lofin, do be careful. I have been feeling an uneasiness in the Force as of late. It could be nothing, but try to be safe."
"We will be returning very soon, Master," Lofin promised. "We shouldn't be long on Naboo and from there we shall be returning immediately to the Temple without delay. I'll update you once we arrive, and when we depart too."
"Very well," Paratus said, although he still sounded slightly concerned. "May the Force be with you."
"And with you, Master," Lofin replied softly.
The connection cut off.
Lofin let off a sigh and relaxed into her chair. She smiled fondly for a few moments before checking the monitor. Their heading was correct, nothing was amiss. There was a fair bit of traffic around Naboo, having maintained its status as one of the wealthiest worlds in the galaxy following the fall of the Empire. Short of a security check there wasn't likely to be anything amiss on the next leg of their journey.
"K2 take the reins please," she said.
There was a beeping from amongst the woman's clothes and the tiny droid crawled out. It hopped up onto the main console and from out of the droid's base a coupler emerged. The droid plugged itself into the console and let off a few more beeps as it took control of the ship. A little arm turned around along with it's small face unit. The droid offered her a thumbs up with its tiny hand.
"Thanks," Lofin said, patting the droid lightly on its head, making it let off another couple of beeps before it turned to deliver its full attention to the ship. Lofin stood up and left to go check on her current charges.
Entering the living quarters she found both her Padawan and their guests. Leaning against the doorframe she took in the scene.
So-lin was perched in a meditative position on one of the booths and Lofin was pleased to see that he was diligently trying to meditate as instructed, despite the distractions around him.
On the opposite side of the room B3M8 and Nala were sat in a booth of their own. The droid had retrieved a number of dataslates from the ship which were for teaching children. They were educational games, aimed at teaching through play and Nala was enjoying herself with the droid's patient guidance.
The materials were clearly aimed at an age earlier than Nala currently was. Having been alone for so long had caused her education to atrophy considerably but the girl was… vibrant. There was a distinct cheerfulness to her that Lofin would not have expected from a child who had been forced to fend for themselves for so long. She should have been wild, probably aggressive and far more difficult to interact with. Simply surviving on her own was a feat in of itself that a small child shouldn't have been able to accomplish.
They hadn't encountered any large predators in their brief time on the mysterious rogue planet, but if there had been a single one… Well Lofin didn't think the orphaned girl would have survived such an encounter even with the Force on her side.
The most obvious explanation for Nala's survival was of course the Force. If the girl was Force sensitive then that would explain a great deal of how she had lasted as long as she did.
Lofin went to sit down next to her Padawan. It was far from an ideal meditative position, but the seating did not lend itself to such.
"Master?" The boy asked, cracking open his eyes. He had sensed her presence.
"How are you faring?" She asked.
"It's… difficult," the boy admitted as opposite them Nala laughed loudly in excitement as she completed one of the games B3 M8 was walking her through. He glowered at them. "But I am making some progress," he admitted.
"Good," Lofin said, pleased. "We have quite a few hours before we arrive at Naboo. We can meditate together for a while before eating."
She went to copy her Padawan's stance, crossing her legs as she reclined slightly in her seat. It was not exactly a traditional meditation stance, but meditation could take many forms. There were no real rules to meditation. The only goal was achieving and deepening your connection to the Force. As long as you could manage that, then that was all that mattered.
For most it was absolute silence they craved when connecting to the Force. A complete lack of distractions through one's senses and that was the way that most were initially taught. It was the most simple way to connect to the Force for the first few times and most Jedi continued to practise in such a way throughout their lives. It was only as one grew more experienced, aware of themselves that they occasionally started to branch out into other more personalised approaches like immersing oneself with nature or finding one particular location where they felt most at peace.
Nala laughed again from opposite her, bringing a slight smile to Lofin's face.
So-lin's presence beside her was the first thing she felt as she entered into a trance. A beacon in the force, proud, eager, restless, slightly annoyed.
"Your feelings are a distraction," she advised her pupil. There was a sound of a long exhale from the boy but he didn't respond other than to continue trying to match his teacher.
And he was improving. So-lin had a poor habit of spending his time on other things but when he applied himself it was clear to see her Padawan had a lot of potential. Butwhen it came to willfully allowing oneself to be distracted, Lofin couldn't exactly throw stones there. She'd been much the same at his age.
Lofin let her senses spread out further, exploring her immediate surroundings with the Force.
The droid, B3M8 was prominent and familiar to her senses. The echoes of her use of Mechu Deru came off the otherwise normal metal and would remain for some time unless the droid's new parts were replaced. Having touched the droid with the Force, Lofin had left a mark on it that any Jedi with the right training would be able to identify for some time to come.
Nala was there too, a beacon in the Force much like her Padawan. With proximity and her senses much more focused now she was meditating she could feel the girl's Force potential far more clearly. Whether or not the planet they had found her on was experiencing the odd temporal phenomenon via the Force or natural means, it was undoubtedly through the Force that Nala had survived as long as she had.
Nala would need to be taught to harness the Force, if only out of respect of her parents' loyalty to the old Jedi Order.
Now there was an innocent joy radiating off the girl as she continued the educational games with her droid. Companionship, safety. These were things Nala had not had for a very long time and a child of her age should never have been left without and Lofin would happily see delivered to the girl.
They would return to the temple soon after visiting Naboo. The Masters would be more than pleased she'd stumbled upon another Force user. Hopefully Nala would find a home there.
In the distance, K2's force presence was palpable for something of its size. The little droid had been with her for many years, becoming saturated in the Force to the point it was almost as in tune with Lofin as her own Lightsaber.
Inhaling deeply, Lofin let herself settle deeper into the Force, feeling not just her surroundings but the ebb and flow of the wider Force around her.
Peace enveloped her, and then that peace disappeared as she delved deeper.
Because of course the living Force could not be truly described as peaceful. The Force flowed through everything and everyone taking with it the echoes of their existences and like every Force user who meditated like she did, Lofin tapped into it all.
The feelings and emotions of an entire galaxy. Happiness, contentment, rage and restlessness, even hate and despair flowed through her. It was only truly the echo of an echo that while wild and untamed was so vast it was hard to parse just one single emotion from the rest. The disparate cacophony fell into the background with practised ease as she sunk deeper into the Force.
It was here that everything grew more tranquil. Like the choppy waves on a great ocean, beneath the Force flowed less violently, less chaotically.
That was not to say… that it was safe. The Force still flowed, but while the currents were more stable, they also flowed with more power. Enough to wash away the inexperienced.
This was where the difference between the uninitiated and the trained appeared. An uninitiated Force user was capable of many things, they could tap into the Force in a myriad of ways and often it was subconscious on their part. But often when those individuals tried to reach deeper?
It was why a student required a teacher because once you reached this level. Like a child learning to swim, one often required guidance lest something terrible occur.
So-Lin was there as she continued to sink deeper. His presence nearby and Lofin reached out to him, helping to guide her Padawan deeper to join her.
He truly had improved it seemed. Nala's distractions in the waking world had been more of a boon than she had anticipated.
They stayed like that, delving into the Force. Lofin deepened her connection only slightly. This session was about her Padawan more than it was her.
And then something touched her nose.
Rapidly losing her focus, Lofin allowed herself to end her meditation, So-Lin's Force presence beside her.
Opening her eyes, Lofin saw the girl in front of her. She had her hand outstretched, ready to poke her again because that was what she'd done. There was a cheekiness to her expression, but also a curiosity.
"Hello Nala," Lofin greeted her, reaching out to push the child's hand away. "That was quite rude you know? You shouldn't disturb someone while they are meditating."
Nala didn't look particularly apologetic, but then she was still young. No doubt once it came time for her to learn to meditate she would learn appreciation for why one shouldn't disturb someone else.
Next to her So-lin grunted as he returned to focus himself. His return to focus was a bit more rapid than usual, the boy having deepened his connection to the force a great deal and so he was slightly more disturbed by the return to the living world.
"Oh," he said flatly, looking quite grumpy as he realised that it was Nala who had disturbed their meditation. The girl didn't help by giggling at seeing his pursed lips and flat stare.
"I was doing so well," he groused. If he were not a Jedi, Lofin could easily imagine the boy trying to throttle the little girl opposite him. Instead, he took a deep breath and allowed his frustration to dissipate.
"I already can't wait until we're rid of her," he said frankly as he stood up to walk away.
"I'm going to go practise my lightsaber forms," he said as he reached the doorway leading to the rest of the ship. "I accept no responsibility for what happens to her if she wants to interrupt that too!"
"My sincerest apologies Master Jedi," B3M8 said, bowing at the waist. "Nala was curious about what you were doing."
Nala likewise seemed taken aback by the boy's reaction and her expression quickly turned from cheerful to saddened. She was no doubt realising that she'd probably taken things too far.
"Sorry," she said, and Lofin could feel her sincerity in the Force as she said it.
"Do not worry," Lofin said, patting the girl on the head as she spoke. "He's not really upset, but he was doing very well in his meditation just now and having been stopped short when you are on a roll like that is quite frustrating, believe me." Turning to the droid she continued.
"If I had been worried about distractions then I would have taken my apprentice to a different room. Nala's interruption was somewhat unexpected and interrupted my Padawan's meditation, but he isn't the sort to hold a grudge over what is really a minor thing."
"Thank you, Master Jedi," the droid replined, bowing once more. It was clearly worried that Nala had caused offence.
Lofin waved a hand, dismissing the droid's worries.
"Let's put this down as a lesson learnt shall we?" She asked. "I'm sure you won't disturb us like that again the next time you see us meditating."
Nala shook her head in agreement.
"Then all that is left to do is apologise in person," she said.
"So what games did you play with B3M8?" She asked. "Would you like to show me?"
Nala perked up at that and Lofin joined the droid with the girl.
Later, when it was time to eat Nala apologised to So-Lin. The boy still seemed slightly irritated from before but was willing to forgive her.
It was a bit more lively with more than just the two of them. They ate and then relaxed for a while before B3M8 declared it was time for young Nala to get some rest.
The girl was reticent at first, but it was clear by the way she yawned that she needed the rest. B3M8 had set up in one of the spare quarters for her and the droid settled in to recharge its batteries while the girl slept. So it was just Lofin and her Padawan left awake.
They both went to sit in the cockpit together, each taking one of the two seats controlling the vessel. Activating hyperspeed, Lofin looked out at the stars as they raced by, bright white lines created from the light of the stars due to their travelling beyond the speed of light itself.
In a few more hours they'd arrive at Naboo, and then unfortunately they'd have to deal with something Lofin always hated having to be involved with.
Politics.
Chapter 3: Naboo 1
They exited hyperspace, the ship lurching slightly as the inertial dampers cancelled out the ship's internal momentum. The two pilots were strapped to their seats and barely moved.
Scanners confirmed they had arrived at their destination. The system housed five planets but it was the third that they were here to visit.
A handful of Tie Fighters came, flying either side of their ship as they approached the planet, Naboo.
It was hard to disabuse oneself of an instinctive fear on seeing one of the Empire's most recognisable fighter craft but the new colour scheme of the vessels certainly disabused the notion that the craft were under the control of the remnants of Empire leadership. The people of Naboo had claimed the Tie Fighters from the local garrisons following the Empire's fall and had repainted them a startling bright yellow where there once had been black plating.
"Greetings Jedi vessel," came a voice across the comms, it was one of the pilots of the ships. "Your transponder signal checks out and you are expected. Coordinates to land are being transmitted."
"Acknowledged, control, coordinates received," So-Lin said, adjusting their trajectory while Lofin observed, eyes closed.
"I don't sense any immediate threats," she informed her Padawan who nodded.
"Entering the atmosphere," he stated, directing their ship down into the picturesque environment of Naboo.
Naboo had a complicated history both before and during the Galactic Empire's rule. It had once been a minor world, beautiful but unimportant. Then it had made history by becoming the first battleground of what would later be known as the Clone Wars and which would ultimately see the Jedi Order destroyed and the Galactic Republic becoming a Galactic Empire.
The Emperor himself had called Naboo his homeworld and as a result the planet had prospered, in what for the rest of the galaxy had been dark times. But for all its beauty, it's lack of pollution and the abundance of beautiful structures that dotted the skyline of Theed, the people had still suffered under the Empire.
There was a large landing pad and So-lin expertly guided the ship down.
They went to leave the ship but were waylaid by Nala and B3M8. The girl was excitedly looking out of one of the ship's windows at the admittedly stunning vista from their elevated position overlooking the rest of the city.
"Woow," the girl said. She turned to look at the two Jedi, excitement plain to see across her features.
"Go see?" She asked.
Lofin pursed her lips and looked between the girl and her droid. Glancing at her Padawan the boy shrugged.
"You said it yourself, you didn't sense any threats," the boy commented. "And we'd surely be able to protect them if anything did happen," he said confidently."
Her Padawan had a point. Lofin nodded in understanding.
"Very well, she can come with us, provided she's on her best behaviour," Lofin said warningly to the girl. "We'll see about getting you some better fitting clothes too," she mused, commenting on the poorly fitted dress Lofin had made out of some of her own clothes for the girl. A seamstress she was not. Nala looked relatively presentable at least and it wasn't like styles across the galaxy did not vary widely. But some proper clothes for the girl ought to be acquired.
"Although B3M8," the Jedi said. "I have to ask you to remain here, I'm sure you understand?"
"I do, Master Jedi," the droid replied formally. "The knowledge I contain is of great value to the Jedi. If it were anyone else with Nala I would insist on coming with you, but given the circumstances I shall remain here."
"Good," Lofin said. "Do not worry, we won't be here long. We will keep you informed if anything changes."
"Thank you," B3M8 replied. "I shall deactivate myself then until you return."
The droid went off into the ship, leaving just the three humans who went to the ship's exit.
"Let's go," Lofin said, pressing the button to activate the exit ramp. "The sooner we get the other droid back, the sooner we can set off back to the temple."
The ramp reclined until it touched the floor of the landing bay outside. Wind immediately began to buffet them, rustling the clothes of the three and Nala held Lofin's hand as they exited the ship.
There were some security personnel flanking another man who was approaching them. He was dressed in the dark burgundy and blue of a Security Captain.
"Greetings Master Jedi," the man said with a rigidity to his tone that spoke of a military background. "I am Captain Lorsat. I am here to escort you to meet the Queen." His eyes moved from Lofin to So-lin and then to Nala who was still holding the Jedi's hand. What his thoughts were on the sight of them were impossible to determine looking at his expression.
"And greetings to you Captain," Lofin replied after a moment, squeezing Nala's hand. The girl had released a faint tremble of unease in the force at the man's bearing.
"This way, please," he gestured before spinning around.
He began walking, clearly expecting them to follow. The two Jedi exchanged a glance between them, So-lin raised an eyebrow but it was the only sign he gave of his amusement by the man's demeanour.
They followed the Captain, flanked by the two guards that had joined him and none of them spoke during the brisk walk through the building.
They arrived in short order at their destination. Large doors were opened by the guards standing by them and the Captain did not even break stride as he entered, the Jedi and girl followed close behind.
Inside there was a long hallway, decorated in reds and gold. Light entered through many tall windows and at the other end of the room there was a throne, flanked by several guards and what looked like servants in orange robes.
Upon the throne sat a small boy. He was prepubescent, likely a few years younger than So-lin with sky blue makeup covering his face and a somewhat voluminous orange robe covering his body. He watched from the throne as the two Jedi and Nala approached. His eyes alit upon Nala, his expression turning curious at seeing the young girl.
The Captain strode to stand several feet away from the throne. He went to one knee and clasped his fist against his chest.
"The Visitors from the Jedi order, my King," the man said.
"Thank you Captain, you may leave," the king replied. He then turned his attention back to the new arrivals while the Captain nodded and turned, making his exit.
"Greetings Jedi," the boy said formally, standing up as he did so.
"Greetings King Preta of Naboo," Lofin said, knowing at the waist, So-lin mimicking her. "It is a pleasure to meet you, your Majesty. I am Knight Lofin and this is my Padawan, So-lin and Nala, who I am to deliver to the Jedi Temple."
Nala hadn't bowed, although after a moment she realised what the Jedi were doing and copied them. It was clear that she was amazed and interested in the impressive architecture around her. She probably didn't recall ever seeing anything like this before.
The boy nodded as if in agreement with Lofin's words, his gaze lingering on Nala who smiled at the boy who was clearly taken aback slightly by the girl's presence. Recollecting himself, his demeanour seemed to shift. He glanced to the side, at an older man who had until now remained quiet. The man silently nodded to the boy and the king turned back around to regard them.
"You are here to collect the droid that was loaned to us?" He asked, getting back on track.
"We are," Lofin replied. For a brief moment the boy's expression turned to one of relief before he quickly schooled it.
"Bring it out," the King said, almost hurriedly.
A side door was opened and a golden droid stepped through.
"Greetings, I am C3PO Human Cyborg relations. Oh Knight Lofin!" The droid exclaimed upon seeing her. "Oh it is so wonderful to see you again."
"Hello C3PO," Lofin said, a wry grin touching the corner of her lips. "I'm here to rescue these poor people from you."
The droid leaned back slightly, taken aback by the Jedi's words.
"Why would anyone need rescuing from me?" The droid asked, perplexed. "I am hardly equipped to act in a threatening mann-"
"We are incredibly grateful for the Jedi Order allowing the people of Naboo to borrow your protocol droid," the young king interrupted quickly, his tone quickly turning more formal as he spoke what were clearly rehearsed words. "We have relearned much of our recent history prior to the Empire's rise thanks to C3PO, and we now look forward to returning him to his rightful owner."
"Thank you, your highness," Lofin replied, amusement still clearly evident in her tone. "I too look forward to returning C3PO back to Master Skywalker. I'm sure he'll be thrilled to have his protocol droid back at his side."
There were some fault smiles of amusement around the humans. Lofin could feel her Padawan struggling to hide his mirth but he was doing an admirable job of it.
Everybody froze though when from amongst the contingent surrounding the King, one of the young women let out a little laugh at Lofin's words.
She froze in surprise, covering her mouth.
"My apologies," she muttered demurely.
The king's face was covered in makeup but it was clear to see he was slightly embarrassed by the older girl's actions. She was around So-lin's age, with soft brown hair visible beneath the voluminous orange outfit she wore and which otherwise hid her figure.
"If that shall be all, we would make our leave, your highness," Lofin said, bowing shallowly once again.
"W-wait," the king suddenly said. "I-it would be poor form if we did not at least allow our guests the hospitality of Naboo. P-perhaps you would like to share a meal with us?"
It was clear that the attendants around the boy were generally surprised by his sudden outburst. Nonetheless the boy continued.
"We would at least like to offer you accommodations for the night."
Lofin smiled through pursed lips and glanced out of the window.
"We graciously accept the offer of a place to stay for the night," she replied. "Although we truly are on a deadline and must leave early tomorrow."
"T-that is acceptable," the king said. Despite the stutter it was clear that King Preta was pleased with Lofin's acceptance of his hospitality. "There is a banquet this evening, you are of course invited."
"We accept your generous offer," Lofin said, smiling. "If it pleases you, we shall make our leave for now and return for this party."
"Of course," the boy said. "You may leave."
Lofin nodded and then turned, leading her Padawan and Nala away. C3PO glanced between the king and his entourage and the Jedi one last time.
"It has been great to make your acquaintance, king Preta," C3PO said before hurrying after the Jedi.
They arrived at the ship and Lofin quickly led everyone else inside. The docking ramp closed behind C3PO and it was only then that Lofin let out a long sigh.
"Every time," she muttered despondently.
"It's not that bad," So-lin said placatingly, although he didn't quite understand the cause of his Master's fristration. "It's just one party and then we can leave.
"Ah my young Padawan," Lofin said, allowing annoyance born of experience to creep into her tone. "It's never just a party, believe me."
*
C3Po walked through the ship, familiarising himself with the interior for what he hoped would be a short stay.
It was as he entered the living area that he was surprised to find the little girl, Nala, coming in with another droid behind her.
"Hello there," he said, going to stand before them. "I am C3PO, human cyborg relations. It is very nice to meet you."
"Greetings C3PO," the other droid replied. "I am B3M8, servant droid and nanny."
They both looked at each other, the two droids of similar make and stature sizing each other up.
Off to the side the two Jedi watched on with mild amusement.
"Which do you think will give up first?" Lofin asked quietly, amusement plain to see on her face.
"Shh, don't interrupt them," So-lin replied jokingly.
The odd standoff between the two protocol droids was interrupted however by Nala giggling.
"This is Nala," B3M8 explained. "She is my responsibility to look after."
C3PO tilted his rigid form to look at the girl.
"Hello again," he said. "I am C3PO, human cyborg relations."
The girl giggled, looking up at the gold coloured droid.
"C3PO," B3M8 said. "I find myself lacking necessary files on recent modern events. Is it possible you could share some of your data with myself?"
"Share data?" C3PO asked, aghast. "My lady, we've only just met!"
"By the Force…" So-lin muttered, barely able to restrain his chuckles. Although apparently he wasn't quiet enough because the two droids turned to look at him.
"Sorry," he said, not entirely apologetically.
*
It was the evening. The two Jedi had spent the last several hour meditating as Lofin mentally prepared for the potential battle of wits that was to come. Now, Lofin was just about ready to leave.
"Be careful while I'm gone," Lofin said. "Something doesn't sit right with me."
"You think something's going to happen?" He asked as they entered the living quarters.
"No," Lofin said. "But considering our… cargo I am feeling somewhat uneasy. After my conversation with Master Paratus I was able to sense the same thing he did. There is something coming on the horizon. Naboo has been a highly significant planet in recent years."
"And if something were to happen that might affect the galaxy then you think it might start here?" So-lin asked rhetorically.
"Perhaps," Lofin agreed. "But tonight I doubt there shall be any violence, just politics rearing its head as always, causing trouble for everyone else." She patted her student on the shoulder. "Don't worry, my senses tell me we aren't in any danger. But we both need to be mindful over the next several hours."
So-lin nodded seriously.
"You think they'll maybe try and ask you where the temple is, or try and trick you?"
"I hadn't considered that angle, but it seems unlikely," Lofin mused, nodding slowly.
"Change of plans. It shall just be myself going tonight." So-lin's eyes widened in surprise.
"You're sure you don't want me with you?" he asked.
"This is the kind of battle you're not yet equipped for, my Padawan," Lofin replied. "I want you to stay here and mind the ship. I wouldn't put it past someone to try and slip a tracker onto us, if they haven't already or perhaps when we are refuelling tomorrow morning. The last thing I want right now is some attempt at sabotage by an as yet unknown Empire sleeper cell."
"Understood, Master," So-lin said. "I'll keep an eye out for any droids or spies, but can I borrow K2? He'll be useful for detecting any trackers or droid spies."
"Not now," Lofin replied said. "If something does happen, then I want him to hand with me. We'll be making a pitstop once we're away and K2 will run some scans on the ship once we are in open space."
So-lin nodded as the exit ramp descended.
"Good luck, Master," he said as the cool night air blew across their faces.
Lofin turned and waved, as she walked away into the palace. The light of the ship's interior shrank as the ramp closed, leaving only the lights of the guardrail to illuminate Lofin's way as she strode towards the palace once more.
Scanners confirmed they had arrived at their destination. The system housed five planets but it was the third that they were here to visit.
A handful of Tie Fighters came, flying either side of their ship as they approached the planet, Naboo.
It was hard to disabuse oneself of an instinctive fear on seeing one of the Empire's most recognisable fighter craft but the new colour scheme of the vessels certainly disabused the notion that the craft were under the control of the remnants of Empire leadership. The people of Naboo had claimed the Tie Fighters from the local garrisons following the Empire's fall and had repainted them a startling bright yellow where there once had been black plating.
"Greetings Jedi vessel," came a voice across the comms, it was one of the pilots of the ships. "Your transponder signal checks out and you are expected. Coordinates to land are being transmitted."
"Acknowledged, control, coordinates received," So-Lin said, adjusting their trajectory while Lofin observed, eyes closed.
"I don't sense any immediate threats," she informed her Padawan who nodded.
"Entering the atmosphere," he stated, directing their ship down into the picturesque environment of Naboo.
Naboo had a complicated history both before and during the Galactic Empire's rule. It had once been a minor world, beautiful but unimportant. Then it had made history by becoming the first battleground of what would later be known as the Clone Wars and which would ultimately see the Jedi Order destroyed and the Galactic Republic becoming a Galactic Empire.
The Emperor himself had called Naboo his homeworld and as a result the planet had prospered, in what for the rest of the galaxy had been dark times. But for all its beauty, it's lack of pollution and the abundance of beautiful structures that dotted the skyline of Theed, the people had still suffered under the Empire.
There was a large landing pad and So-lin expertly guided the ship down.
They went to leave the ship but were waylaid by Nala and B3M8. The girl was excitedly looking out of one of the ship's windows at the admittedly stunning vista from their elevated position overlooking the rest of the city.
"Woow," the girl said. She turned to look at the two Jedi, excitement plain to see across her features.
"Go see?" She asked.
Lofin pursed her lips and looked between the girl and her droid. Glancing at her Padawan the boy shrugged.
"You said it yourself, you didn't sense any threats," the boy commented. "And we'd surely be able to protect them if anything did happen," he said confidently."
Her Padawan had a point. Lofin nodded in understanding.
"Very well, she can come with us, provided she's on her best behaviour," Lofin said warningly to the girl. "We'll see about getting you some better fitting clothes too," she mused, commenting on the poorly fitted dress Lofin had made out of some of her own clothes for the girl. A seamstress she was not. Nala looked relatively presentable at least and it wasn't like styles across the galaxy did not vary widely. But some proper clothes for the girl ought to be acquired.
"Although B3M8," the Jedi said. "I have to ask you to remain here, I'm sure you understand?"
"I do, Master Jedi," the droid replied formally. "The knowledge I contain is of great value to the Jedi. If it were anyone else with Nala I would insist on coming with you, but given the circumstances I shall remain here."
"Good," Lofin said. "Do not worry, we won't be here long. We will keep you informed if anything changes."
"Thank you," B3M8 replied. "I shall deactivate myself then until you return."
The droid went off into the ship, leaving just the three humans who went to the ship's exit.
"Let's go," Lofin said, pressing the button to activate the exit ramp. "The sooner we get the other droid back, the sooner we can set off back to the temple."
The ramp reclined until it touched the floor of the landing bay outside. Wind immediately began to buffet them, rustling the clothes of the three and Nala held Lofin's hand as they exited the ship.
There were some security personnel flanking another man who was approaching them. He was dressed in the dark burgundy and blue of a Security Captain.
"Greetings Master Jedi," the man said with a rigidity to his tone that spoke of a military background. "I am Captain Lorsat. I am here to escort you to meet the Queen." His eyes moved from Lofin to So-lin and then to Nala who was still holding the Jedi's hand. What his thoughts were on the sight of them were impossible to determine looking at his expression.
"And greetings to you Captain," Lofin replied after a moment, squeezing Nala's hand. The girl had released a faint tremble of unease in the force at the man's bearing.
"This way, please," he gestured before spinning around.
He began walking, clearly expecting them to follow. The two Jedi exchanged a glance between them, So-lin raised an eyebrow but it was the only sign he gave of his amusement by the man's demeanour.
They followed the Captain, flanked by the two guards that had joined him and none of them spoke during the brisk walk through the building.
They arrived in short order at their destination. Large doors were opened by the guards standing by them and the Captain did not even break stride as he entered, the Jedi and girl followed close behind.
Inside there was a long hallway, decorated in reds and gold. Light entered through many tall windows and at the other end of the room there was a throne, flanked by several guards and what looked like servants in orange robes.
Upon the throne sat a small boy. He was prepubescent, likely a few years younger than So-lin with sky blue makeup covering his face and a somewhat voluminous orange robe covering his body. He watched from the throne as the two Jedi and Nala approached. His eyes alit upon Nala, his expression turning curious at seeing the young girl.
The Captain strode to stand several feet away from the throne. He went to one knee and clasped his fist against his chest.
"The Visitors from the Jedi order, my King," the man said.
"Thank you Captain, you may leave," the king replied. He then turned his attention back to the new arrivals while the Captain nodded and turned, making his exit.
"Greetings Jedi," the boy said formally, standing up as he did so.
"Greetings King Preta of Naboo," Lofin said, knowing at the waist, So-lin mimicking her. "It is a pleasure to meet you, your Majesty. I am Knight Lofin and this is my Padawan, So-lin and Nala, who I am to deliver to the Jedi Temple."
Nala hadn't bowed, although after a moment she realised what the Jedi were doing and copied them. It was clear that she was amazed and interested in the impressive architecture around her. She probably didn't recall ever seeing anything like this before.
The boy nodded as if in agreement with Lofin's words, his gaze lingering on Nala who smiled at the boy who was clearly taken aback slightly by the girl's presence. Recollecting himself, his demeanour seemed to shift. He glanced to the side, at an older man who had until now remained quiet. The man silently nodded to the boy and the king turned back around to regard them.
"You are here to collect the droid that was loaned to us?" He asked, getting back on track.
"We are," Lofin replied. For a brief moment the boy's expression turned to one of relief before he quickly schooled it.
"Bring it out," the King said, almost hurriedly.
A side door was opened and a golden droid stepped through.
"Greetings, I am C3PO Human Cyborg relations. Oh Knight Lofin!" The droid exclaimed upon seeing her. "Oh it is so wonderful to see you again."
"Hello C3PO," Lofin said, a wry grin touching the corner of her lips. "I'm here to rescue these poor people from you."
The droid leaned back slightly, taken aback by the Jedi's words.
"Why would anyone need rescuing from me?" The droid asked, perplexed. "I am hardly equipped to act in a threatening mann-"
"We are incredibly grateful for the Jedi Order allowing the people of Naboo to borrow your protocol droid," the young king interrupted quickly, his tone quickly turning more formal as he spoke what were clearly rehearsed words. "We have relearned much of our recent history prior to the Empire's rise thanks to C3PO, and we now look forward to returning him to his rightful owner."
"Thank you, your highness," Lofin replied, amusement still clearly evident in her tone. "I too look forward to returning C3PO back to Master Skywalker. I'm sure he'll be thrilled to have his protocol droid back at his side."
There were some fault smiles of amusement around the humans. Lofin could feel her Padawan struggling to hide his mirth but he was doing an admirable job of it.
Everybody froze though when from amongst the contingent surrounding the King, one of the young women let out a little laugh at Lofin's words.
She froze in surprise, covering her mouth.
"My apologies," she muttered demurely.
The king's face was covered in makeup but it was clear to see he was slightly embarrassed by the older girl's actions. She was around So-lin's age, with soft brown hair visible beneath the voluminous orange outfit she wore and which otherwise hid her figure.
"If that shall be all, we would make our leave, your highness," Lofin said, bowing shallowly once again.
"W-wait," the king suddenly said. "I-it would be poor form if we did not at least allow our guests the hospitality of Naboo. P-perhaps you would like to share a meal with us?"
It was clear that the attendants around the boy were generally surprised by his sudden outburst. Nonetheless the boy continued.
"We would at least like to offer you accommodations for the night."
Lofin smiled through pursed lips and glanced out of the window.
"We graciously accept the offer of a place to stay for the night," she replied. "Although we truly are on a deadline and must leave early tomorrow."
"T-that is acceptable," the king said. Despite the stutter it was clear that King Preta was pleased with Lofin's acceptance of his hospitality. "There is a banquet this evening, you are of course invited."
"We accept your generous offer," Lofin said, smiling. "If it pleases you, we shall make our leave for now and return for this party."
"Of course," the boy said. "You may leave."
Lofin nodded and then turned, leading her Padawan and Nala away. C3PO glanced between the king and his entourage and the Jedi one last time.
"It has been great to make your acquaintance, king Preta," C3PO said before hurrying after the Jedi.
They arrived at the ship and Lofin quickly led everyone else inside. The docking ramp closed behind C3PO and it was only then that Lofin let out a long sigh.
"Every time," she muttered despondently.
"It's not that bad," So-lin said placatingly, although he didn't quite understand the cause of his Master's fristration. "It's just one party and then we can leave.
"Ah my young Padawan," Lofin said, allowing annoyance born of experience to creep into her tone. "It's never just a party, believe me."
*
C3Po walked through the ship, familiarising himself with the interior for what he hoped would be a short stay.
It was as he entered the living area that he was surprised to find the little girl, Nala, coming in with another droid behind her.
"Hello there," he said, going to stand before them. "I am C3PO, human cyborg relations. It is very nice to meet you."
"Greetings C3PO," the other droid replied. "I am B3M8, servant droid and nanny."
They both looked at each other, the two droids of similar make and stature sizing each other up.
Off to the side the two Jedi watched on with mild amusement.
"Which do you think will give up first?" Lofin asked quietly, amusement plain to see on her face.
"Shh, don't interrupt them," So-lin replied jokingly.
The odd standoff between the two protocol droids was interrupted however by Nala giggling.
"This is Nala," B3M8 explained. "She is my responsibility to look after."
C3PO tilted his rigid form to look at the girl.
"Hello again," he said. "I am C3PO, human cyborg relations."
The girl giggled, looking up at the gold coloured droid.
"C3PO," B3M8 said. "I find myself lacking necessary files on recent modern events. Is it possible you could share some of your data with myself?"
"Share data?" C3PO asked, aghast. "My lady, we've only just met!"
"By the Force…" So-lin muttered, barely able to restrain his chuckles. Although apparently he wasn't quiet enough because the two droids turned to look at him.
"Sorry," he said, not entirely apologetically.
*
It was the evening. The two Jedi had spent the last several hour meditating as Lofin mentally prepared for the potential battle of wits that was to come. Now, Lofin was just about ready to leave.
"Be careful while I'm gone," Lofin said. "Something doesn't sit right with me."
"You think something's going to happen?" He asked as they entered the living quarters.
"No," Lofin said. "But considering our… cargo I am feeling somewhat uneasy. After my conversation with Master Paratus I was able to sense the same thing he did. There is something coming on the horizon. Naboo has been a highly significant planet in recent years."
"And if something were to happen that might affect the galaxy then you think it might start here?" So-lin asked rhetorically.
"Perhaps," Lofin agreed. "But tonight I doubt there shall be any violence, just politics rearing its head as always, causing trouble for everyone else." She patted her student on the shoulder. "Don't worry, my senses tell me we aren't in any danger. But we both need to be mindful over the next several hours."
So-lin nodded seriously.
"You think they'll maybe try and ask you where the temple is, or try and trick you?"
"I hadn't considered that angle, but it seems unlikely," Lofin mused, nodding slowly.
"Change of plans. It shall just be myself going tonight." So-lin's eyes widened in surprise.
"You're sure you don't want me with you?" he asked.
"This is the kind of battle you're not yet equipped for, my Padawan," Lofin replied. "I want you to stay here and mind the ship. I wouldn't put it past someone to try and slip a tracker onto us, if they haven't already or perhaps when we are refuelling tomorrow morning. The last thing I want right now is some attempt at sabotage by an as yet unknown Empire sleeper cell."
"Understood, Master," So-lin said. "I'll keep an eye out for any droids or spies, but can I borrow K2? He'll be useful for detecting any trackers or droid spies."
"Not now," Lofin replied said. "If something does happen, then I want him to hand with me. We'll be making a pitstop once we're away and K2 will run some scans on the ship once we are in open space."
So-lin nodded as the exit ramp descended.
"Good luck, Master," he said as the cool night air blew across their faces.
Lofin turned and waved, as she walked away into the palace. The light of the ship's interior shrank as the ramp closed, leaving only the lights of the guardrail to illuminate Lofin's way as she strode towards the palace once more.