Cuyan~ (OC x Clone wars)

Reconciliation and Rescue Two

Ellor:

I turn to leave, but Wolffe catches my hand. "Hey, about what you said earlier..." I raise an eyebrow. "You're not a monster," he tells me.

I give him a small smile. "Am I?"

Then I turn camouflaged and rush out of the room to see Plo. When I glance at Wolffe, he's looking after me and frowning worriedly.

Whatever.

I find Plo's chamber soon enough, and am about to go in when R2-D2, Anakin's droid, bulldozes through the door. I follow him, concerned as to the reason.

Plo is at a briefing with some of the other Jedi Council members. He's trying to suppress his emotions and not show anything in front of the council as they discuss the war. Then R2 invades, beeping frantically. I keep camouflaged as he displays a message showing Anakin trapped under some rocks. That idiot.

"Prepare my ship, we shall leave at once!" Plo calls, and he and Ahsoka race out, R2 right behind. I follow them, and activate my comm, calling Relay. Don't ask why I have a direct line to Relay. 

"Tell Wolffe that Anakin's in trouble and he should get to his ship," I tell him. Relay is a good soldier, he'll want details later but that's all he needs.

"Got it!" he responds. "Hey Commander-" the comm cuts out. I follow Plo and Ahsoka to General Koon's ship. They're so wrapped up in their emotions and panic that they don't notice me, which is nice.

I board their ship with them, Plo won't reprimand me once he notices me, he'll be too worried to sever our friendship. It wouldn't, but he's sensitive.

Wolffe arrives shortly, slightly out of breath. "Sorry I'm late sir, I was on the Negotiator."

"Obi-Wan's ship? Why?" Plo asks, frowning.

"Master, respectively, we don't have time. We have no idea what Anakin's dealing with!" Ahsoka says. I can't help but feel slightly bad for her, if it was Obi-Wan I'd be panicking as well. As it is I'm calmer, but still anxious. 

The ship fires up, and we quickly fall into the swirling blue hues of hyperspace. Maybe I should reveal myself.

Nahhhh, I could get in trouble. I will if they notice me or if I have to. That'll be fine.

I still have to make up with Plo after, though. I really am mad. But as a Jedi, I have to let things go.

Be forgiving, but don't forget. Be strong, but don't lust for power. Be compassionate, but don't form attachments. That's what matters to the Jedi. So that's what matters to me.

Supposedly.

ANYWAY, we pull out of hyperspace, and Plo orders three LAAT gunships to the surface. I hop into the one that Plo, Ahsoka, and Wolffe are in, and hope that they don't notice me. Their thoughts seem clouded enough, so I just might pull this off. 

It's amusing.

We find them on the bridge, almost vertical as the ship is falling apart. They're badly trapped by debris, and we can't see their physical state, but we have to assume they're alive. 

"Steady the ship!" Plo yells at Ahsoka. They reach out their hands and use the force to prevent the rapidly deteriorating ship from falling apart further, at least at the bridge. They were doing quite well. The ship nearly stilled.

Nearly.

It seemed that Plo's conflict was holding him back, along with Ahsoka's panic. They weren't doing the best they could. I sighed mentally and crouched by the edge, gripping the wall for stability with one hand as I reached out the other.