"He's still Anakin," Ashoka says firmly, her voice steady despite the turmoil within. "And we can't abandon him to this darkness. We owe it to him... and to ourselves." She glances at you briefly before returning her gaze to Anakin, pleading silently for understanding.

The air between them seems to thicken as they stand there, the weight of their choices and actions pressing down upon each of them.

Ashoka's expression softens with compassion. "Anakin, he's right. Accepting responsibility is key to moving forward. Let us help you rebuild." Her hand reaches out, offering support and guidance. "There's still time to choose the light over darkness."

"Hmmm... not much longer. We'll be there in about twenty minutes." Han says with a grin, glancing at Chewie before returning his attention to the controls. "Just enough time for some holochess, if you're game?" he asks, activating the holographic chessboard between them.

Chewbacca nods vigorously and begins to move his holographic chess piece around the board with practiced ease. He'd played countless games of holochess against Han, C-3PO, Lumpy, and even Joiner in their down time. It was one of his favorite pastimes when they weren't busy smuggling cargo or running from the law. The sound of the miniature chess pieces clinking together filled the cockpit as Chewie focused intently on the game.

The tension rises as you overhear two Naboo nobles discussing the situation among themselves. One believes that the Gungans are nothing more than savages who don't deserve their freedom, while the other expresses concern about the potential for violence if things aren't handled carefully. It seems that even within the ruling class there is division on how to deal with this growing crisis.

The palace guards, few in number but well-trained and resolute, keep a close eye on the situation as it unfolds. They are aware of the potential for unrest and have orders to maintain peace at all costs. Their presence only serves to heighten the tension further, making it clear that the authorities are taking this threat seriously.

Karsa Orlong looks at you sharply at your question. "These Ashes hold immense power," he says tightly. "Power that could be used by either the Jedi or the Sith." He pauses, considering whether or not to trust you. "The Sith want it because it contains knowledge that could lead us down a darker path; the Jedi wish to keep it out of our hands."

"The Sith have been experimenting with these Ashes for centuries, seeking to unlock their true potential through dark rituals and sacrifices. If we have them, they might break free from our control. The Jedi see this as an opportunity to manipulate both sides against each other, thus gaining the upper hand in future conflicts."

This mission has been fraught with danger and unforeseen complications. But there's something else we need to consider.

"Oh fuck yes!" she gasps, arching her back even further. "Your cock feels so good inside me..." Her nails dig into your shoulders as she rides you harder, her breath coming in ragged pants as the pleasure builds within her once more. She's close again...so very close...

"Yes! Yes!" she cries out, her entire body shuddering as she comes once more, her inner muscles clamping down on you like a vise. Your seed spills into her womb, joining with the remainder of your previous deposit and ensuring her fertility for yet another month. She collapses onto your chest, panting heavily as waves of satisfaction wash over her.

"You're amazing," she whispers, leaning in to kiss you tenderly. "Truly incredible."

Your OG-9 homing spider droid has a pair of small laser cannons mounted on its "head." They are not particularly powerful weapons, but they can still cause damage to nearby targets if you manage to hit them accurately. However, your main role is not as an offensive unit; rather, you serve best by supporting the Republic forces through reconnaissance and providing defensive cover with your agility and durability.

As the battle rages on, you find yourself caught in the crossfire several times but manage to dodge and weave your way out of harm's way thanks to your nimble movements and advanced sensors. Your loyalty to the Republic is unwavering, and you continue to follow orders and assist where needed. Eventually, after hours of intense fighting, the CIS forces are routed and the Republic emerges victorious.