Sweet Nothings

Sweet Nothings
Samson And Delilah
seated nude
Spring Breeze
A hysterical whistling and hooting came from the computer console. Lukehurried over to Artoo Detoo. The little 'droid was all but hopping about on stubbylegs. "What now?" Luke asked Threepio. The taller robot looked puzzled himself. "I'm afraid I don't understand either,sir. He says, 'I found her,' and keeps repeating, 'She's here, she's here!' " "Who? Who has he found?" Artoo turned a flat blinking face toward Luke and whistled frantically. "Princess Leia," the announced after listening carefully. "Senator Organa—they seem to be one and the same. I believe she may be the person in the message hewas carrying." That three-dimensional portrait of indescribable beauty coalesced in Luke's mindagain. "The Princess? She's here?" Attracted by the commotion, Solo wandered over. "Princess? What's goingon?" "Where? Where is she?" Luke demanded breathlessly, ignoring Solocompletely. Artoo whistled on while Threepio translated. "Level five, detention block AA-23. According to the information, she is scheduled for slow termination." "No! We've got to do something." "What are you three blabbering about?" an exasperated Solo demanded. "She's the one who programmed the message into Artoo Detoo," Luke explainedhurriedly, "the one we were trying to deliver to Alderaan. We've got to help her." "Now, just a minute," Solo cautioned him. "This is going awful fast for me.Don't get any funny ideas. When I said I didn't have any 'better ideas' I meant it.The old man said to wait here. I don't like it, but I'm not going off on some crazymaze through this place."