Adam raced along the dusty trails in his speeder, pushing the aging speeder as fast as it could go. The suns were almost totally set, and anyone in that pod wouldn't survive long in the cold, desert nights. If they weren't dead already, that is. Making a hard turn around a rocky outcropping, he suddenly notice a flashing light not far ahead. At first, Adam thought it was the crashed pod, but he still had a ways to go before reaching it. Then he saw the small figure of a droid, and he put on the brakes on his speeder. As the young man leapt from the transport and onto the desert sand, he could see that the blue and silver astromech droid was standing near a person, laying prone in the sand. He could only took a single step forward before the droid produced a shock-arm from his chassis and pointed it threateningly. "Easy, little guy. I'm not dangerous." he said, and the droid beeped a response. Adam knew enough about binary to know that the droid had a very obscene vocabulary. Raising his hands, he took another step forward. "Look, however that is laying there needs help, and I'm the only person around. If you let me, I can take you both back to my place. Trust me when I say that you don't want to spend the night out here." The droid looked from Adam, then to his master, then back to Adam before trilling in acceptance. The young man quickly ran over to the body in the sand. Much to Adam's surprise, he recognized the unconscious form that lay before him. Princess Kijani of Alderaan was a philanthropist, a celebrity and the object of affection for beings from here to the Core Worlds. And here she was, in need of help, and Adam was the only person around to help her. Putting it from his mind, Adam scooped up the young woman in his arms and carried her back to his speeder. Seating her in the passenger's seat, Adam then lifted the droid as best as he could and put him in the back. With them secure, he got into the drivers seat and sped back to his home. [i]Try to hold on, Princess.[/i] he thought, glancing over to her.