Thursday, December 4, 2008

Backstory Part 20

As the days on Coruscant wore on Esoom got more and more depressed. He had wore out his welcome with the owner of the landing pad on the building they had first occupied so the Tree Hugger now rested in a lesser neighborhood but could still faintly see the Jedi temple in the distance.
The Ithorian and the Jawa named Lihp spent their days fixing used goods for passers by to pay for the docking fees, ship parts, and parts to try to get Patches functioning again. The ship itself still needed some minor repairs. Around mid day a courier came by to drop of some parts they had ordered. Esoom blankly accepted them and took them inside the ship. As he opened up the new and used parts he to find that one of them was for Patches.
“Lihp! Mind the store, I am going to go take care of something.”
Without a further word Esoom disappeared up the lift and into one of the wings of the ship.
There stood Patches, nonfunctioning but together, over the past few days Esoom had banged out all the dents and put together the loose wiring. He even managed to paint the droid back to his original Brown and White colors. Even with a new coat of paint and body work you could still tell the astromech unit had been threw a lot. Scars and scratches could still be seen in certain areas. This is the part Esoom had been waiting for, a new motivator. The Ithorian’s long fingers gently put the part in place and hooked it up. He switched on the power and the new front logics barely began to twinkle. After a few seconds the lights just stopped, Esoom checked over all the connections again... nothing. He then pulled the motivator out and made sure it was not defective but everything was fine. Defeated the Ithorian just sat there blankly looking at the battered motionless droid.

“Excuse me sir, but you have an incoming message from the Jedi temple.” The pilot droid number 4791 said as it entered the wing.
“Yes, yes, transfer it down here.” Esoom said sullenly.
“Roger, Roger!: the droid said as it headed back to the bridge.
After a moment Esoom got up and went to a wall console and push a few buttons. A staticy image of Master Yoda appeared on the screen.
“Show up you did not when I summoned you days ago.” Yoda said.
“Sorry Master Jedi but I have been trying to get my droid Patches working again”
“You must let go of what you fear to loose young Ithorian. Much self hate I sense in you”
“That may be easy for you Jedi but not so easy for others...He was more than just a droid...he was my friend.” Esoom said wincing.
“Come to the temple, talk with me you will, later on your droid work you can”
“Yes master, but only for a while.” Esoom said turning off the transmission before Yoda could reply.

Esoom took his time getting to the temple but eventually got there. Climbing the long stairs on the sunny side of the temple a familiar Ithorian Padawan was coming down in the opposite direction.
“Good to see you my Ithorian brother.” The Padawan spoke reaching out to shake Esoom’s hand.
“Nice to see you again as well” Esoom said forcing a smile.
“Master Yoda waited as long as he could, he will be back shortly. He asked me to tend to you until he could get back.”
“I can not stay, I must tend to fixing my droid and make sure Lihp does not get in trouble.”
“In due time my brother....come, lets go to the waterfalls, it will do you some good.”
The two of them proceeded to the entrance of the room of 1000 waterfalls. As the doors wisked open the smells and sounds assaulted Esoom’s senses.
“You have forgotten who you are in such a short period of time.” Roron Corobb said softly. “If you intend to do good in this universe you must also be good to yourself. You can not control everything, bad things happen to good people no mater who you are. Once you learn not to be perfect but just be the best Ithorian you can be you will be a lot happier.”
Esoom took another deep breath of the scented air and visually begin to relax. A weak but real smile began to cross his mouths. “I know, but it is so hard sometimes. I know I should not become attached to such things as my droid but he is my friend.”
Roron pulled out his Lightsaber so Esoom could see it. “I depend on this weapon with my life. I clean it, repair it, and keep it in peak operation. If it were to get destroyed I would not be sad because it is just a tool. I would just build another one.” Roron then put the hilt back on his belt and began walking threw a grassy area toward where Esoom remembered the Bafforr trees to be.
When they reached the area Esoom could hear the trees talk to him, he felt like he was home near Ithor again. The stress and heartache he felt melted away.
“I must be going as my master is calling” Roron said a few minutes later. “Master Yoda will meet you here. Take the time to meditate, forget all you problems and center your mind. Ask yourself if you could not fail in life what would you do.”
“I will my friend, thank you for your kind words.” Esoom said as the Padawan left. Esoom then sat beneath the largest of the trees and closed his eyes. Soon he was lost in deep positive though with no dark visions to speak of. He felt like his old self again.
“Clear your mind is. Good to see it is.” Came a voice next to Esoom. The Ithorian opened his eyes to see Master Yoda seated in front of him.
“I know what my purpose is now. It is still the same one I always had. I have just let life’s problems get in the way of doing it.”
“Good it is to hear yes.” Yoda chuckled.
“That does not mean I will give up on my droid though, we have been threw to much. I will still try to fix him but I will start my life's mission at the same time as well.” Esoom said with much power in his words.
“Start you must yes, but beware attachment, it can lead to the dark side. Power I sense in you, over time use it for good you can.”
“Yes Master, I understand now. I will be mindful.”
“Good good! I have a place for you to start, the people of Orto in the outer rim in the Sluis sector I hear are being bullied by a Trade Federation Mining guild. Help them you can.”

Later that evening after much discussion with Master Yoda Esoom returned to his ship where Lihp was packing up for the night.
“Esooome!” Lihp yelled. “I had a good day! Many items fixed! Lots of credits to fix ship!”
“That is good to hear my bright eyed friend. We can order what parts we need and have them here in the morning. By afternoon we will be heading to the Sluis sector on our first mission.”
“Lihp happy! Lihp go eat and sleep now!” the little Jawa said as he ran into the ship.
Esoom went to check on Patches and tried to boot him up again. Patches’ logics barely flickered and were almost to dim to see. Esoom sat next to the droid and put a hand on his dome.
“Well buddy I did everything I could to fix you but nothing is working. I am taking The Tree Hugger to Orto to start our conservation mission that we always talked about doing. I don't know if you are able to process this but I just want to let you know you were the best friend I ever had and that I wish you could do this mission with me. I will not give up on you but I must do what I was born to do as well.”
Esoom stood up and started to walk towards the door. Turning back Esoom added, “I love you and will miss you my friend.”
Esoom went to the bridge and the Pilot Droid crew stood at attention. “ Get this ship ready for tomorrow we go to the outer rim as soon as the rest of the ship parts get here.”
“Roger, roger!” the droids all said in unison.”
“Now lets get to work.” Esoom said picking up a hydro-spanner with a smile.
“ A loud whistle came from behind the Ithorian. and he whirled around to see what the familiar sound was.
“Patches! Your alive!” Esoom exclaimed.
The droid chirped and whistled in delight. His new logics light up brightly.
“Yes my friend, we are off to see the universe and help it one planet at a time!” Esoom then handed the spanner to his astromech friend. “Come help me with this coupling partner. We have a lot to get done.”
The two of them worked together threw the night and into the morning with the rest of the droids until the Tree Hugger was fully repaired.

The next afternoon the ship lifted off for Orto. Esoom, Patches, Lihp, and the Pilot droids had many adventures over the next few years, saving planets and people from the ravages of heartless people, thugs, and corporations out to make a credit at any cost. Not everything went according to plan but they stayed true to there goals and meet lots of new friends and enemies along the way. Esoom was finally welcomed back by his people 5 years later but he only ever stayed long enough to visit once or twice a year. He was to focused on saving other planets to stay long.
Everything was going pretty good for the group of The Tree Hugger until about the 10 year mark when the start of the Clone wars began. But that is another story for another time.

The End...for now.
Thank You for reading my first ever short story. I hope you liked it. :)

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