The dark steet corners lit up quickly. The Airspeeders slowly started to swirve around the city. Creatures of all species started to appear from their holes. another day had started in Corellia. Another new day for Ijoka, and another day to make sure The New Order's lapdogs didnt catch him.

Ijoka stood up and rubbed his three protruding gran eyes. he had several empty cups around his bed, showing Ijoka he had been drinking last night. he shuffled over to his holonet screen. Blank, nothing. Meaning the city was open. Open for some dealing. Turning around, and walking carefully past the glass he must have dropped last night, Ijoka opened his cupboard door to collect his workclothes and his equipment; 2 hand blasters and a lot of Felucian herbs. Bato was good, killing that ugnaught goon and getting away. thats the way he liked it. Putting on his suit, Ijoka stepped outside, past the Zabrak-packed streets and into the main sectors of Corellia, his work. Time to start the money making