"R8 here with a friendly and urgent warning," came the voice from the speakers as the wookie songs stopped, "We have a major problem."
"Rate," Raj asked as he pulled some binders from his utility belt to shackle the two Sith Lords, "Status report."
"Engines are at critical," came the response, "The fools on both sides managed to score hits on the engines and several other critical systems, the ship is on a crash course for the planet with no way of stopping it that doesn't involve everyone on board dying in the process."
"In other words," the mandalorian stated calmly, "Evacuate the ship or die?"
"Precisely."
"Alright people," he ordered while hefting Dooku, "Grab one of the prisoners and get moving towards the hanger bay."
He turned towards his partner, "You okay?"
"I'll be fine after some rest," came the retort from the force adept as he climbed to his feet, snatching up his trophy cloak and the wires to drag the remnants of Grievous, "But we need to get the fuck off this sithspawned ship before that becomes an option."
The silver haired mando turned towards the Jedi, "He'll be okay, now move it people we don't have time to sit around unless you want to end up ashes."
"Once again padawan," Obi-Wan muttered to himself as he and skywalker hefted Palpatine, "You get us into the strangest situations, and now there's two of you/"
"You know," Anakin chuckled at the jedi, "It's not totally his fault."
"Yeah," Raj snorted, "What was it that Windu called you the last time we were on Coruscant."
"A bad influence on Yoda," Anakin responded with a grin as they started moving through the now shaking corridors of the damaged ship.
"How did you get that moniker?"
"Anakin and Yoda ended up drinking buddies," the mandalorian managed to answer between bursts of laughter.
Kenobi blinked twice.
"How did that happen?"
"We have the same taste in drinks, music, and chaos."
"You two burnt down one a casino in the Blue Sector."
"That was Halcyons fault Raj," came the answer, "I hate dealing with idiot Death Stick smugglers, especially when they won't let me drink in peace."
"Thon was very upset with you as well."
"Thon's probably going to remain upset with me thanks to Ulic's pranks."
"Thon?" Skywalker asked with a moments confusion as the party was slammed from one bulkhead to another with a particularly hard impact, "Ulic?"
"Thon's a Jedi that I stayed with for a while on Ambria," Anakin answered, "He's older than Yoda be a few millenia and you'll probably remember something or another about him eventually."
"He keeps comparing you the Nomi," Raj interjected with a chuckle, "He's also plays some decent Pazzak."
"Who plays Pazzak nowadays anyway?" both Anakin Skywalkers stated in unison before glancing at each other, "You know, that's kinda creepy."
"You think!" both Obi-Wan and Raj added.
"And Ulic," Anakin continued after a moments chuckle at the sight, "Ulic is a pain in the ass spirit who keeps tailing me around the galaxy for no reason other than to aggravate anyone he can because he figures that it'll help me in some twited way."
"Ulic?" Skywalker mused, "Ulic Qel-Droma?"
"You met him as well then?"
"On Rhen Var," Skywalker mused for a moment, "But he hasn't taken to following me around."
"Lucky you," Anakin chuckled, "For a dead guy he certainly does talk alot."
They'd reached the hanger and Anakin noticed R2 rushing towards Skywalker and Kenobi.
"Rate," Anakin ordered, "Let us on."