Danik rubs his face and lets out a deep yawn. It had been a long day for the old man, and now he was on his way home. It was a week of hard work, with activity in the Empire at an all time high in the wake of Guardian's destruction, keeping Danik up at intolerable hours, only to be compounded with planning for the invasion of Cochran. But he finished his work and jumped at his chance to get some rest before the big operation went underway; a week of vacation at his old estate on Corellia. Sitting in the back of the repulsorcar, driven by a local Corellian he was paying, Danik gazes out the backseat window at the Corellian landscape. It was good to be home. His last visit didn't end up so well, though. The trouble with Johanna and Ai'kani, and that bloody Smitherbodkins.. but this was a fre