Anakin grit his teeth and tries to pull up, tried to get his ship to work with him not against him. He heard Obi Wan in his ear, telling him to focus. It didn’t help at all and Anakin found it much harder to focus like his master was saying when Obi Wan was hounding him. He turned off his comm, R2-D2 beeping away from the front of the ship. “I know R2, I’m trying.” Anakin growled, yelping as something exploded infront of him. He barely heard the panicked and rapid beeping of R2 as he covered his face with his arms and turned his head, the ship spiraling down and onto the planet below.

The Padawan groaned softly, eyes flickering open slightly as he coughed. He hissed softly, trying to move. He heard some beeping and looked up slightly and saw R2 using his claw arm to pull shrapnel off of Anakin. “Well…that went well.” Anakin groaned, sitting up and pulling himself from the wreckage of his ship. He frowned, looking where he was. He didn’t recognize this planet, unsure where he really was. “R2…where are we?” He asked, holding his side slightly and wincing. His leg was badly hurt, and he had a kriffing horrible headache. He couldn’t really move much. He cursed slightly, grabbing his comm and trying it. Broken. How kriffing fun. He thought, scowling as he looked around.

R2 was sent to go find someone to help, the droid easily going around the crowded paths and looking for someone he looked like he could trust. The droid rolled up to a native and beeped a few times, trying to get their attention. Once he did, the droid started to head back to where Anakin was. Anakin was waiting, half passed out already. He groaned, opening his eyes and offering a weak smile when he saw R2 and the stranger. “Good job buddy…got someone…” he muttered.