The Nicodian - Location Unknown

[Vera Nico]

This hideaway is located deep within Wild Space, and on a planetary body that is not recognized by any public maps. A desolate terrain filled world that contains only one ocean, enriched with rare and exotic minerals. Deep under the waves, and inside one of the nearby caverns, rests Nico's base; nicknamed: The Nicodian.

Here, she is able to plot and produce many of the gadgets that are needed for her operations. The only humanoid that has ever stepped foot on the planet, is Vera. The crew and officers of the station are basic droids, with the exception of Prax.

Shielded by the planet's radiation filled atmosphere, and deep inside the caverns, detection is minimal. No sentient lifeforms exist, though several unique aquatic forms can be located, but are in the basic stages of evolution.

Features (though not limited to):

• Weapons Lab
  
• Droid Maintenance Lab
  
• Medical Facility
  
• Vera Nico’s Personal Quarters
  
• Prax Generation Chamber

[Vera Nico]

The desert plains shifted, the sand shaking as something rose from beneath the crust. In a single volley, six starfighters shot out, before the garage began to close again.

The starfighters merged into an attack position, and as soon as they were clear of the gravity well, they jumped towards Vera's coordinates.

[Vera Nico]

It had been three months since Nico had returned to the Nicodian. The caverns were cold, but the barabels did not mind. They slithered out of the Khan and to their favorite rooms, she probably wouldn't hear from them in a few days, but they deserved the R&R. In the mean time, she needed some space, time to heal and rest after joining the Brotherhood. It was mentally exhausting to maintain control over her assets, and even the legendary Vera Nico, galactic super-terrorist required a break.

With Zend's arrival, no, return to the galactic circumference, war was about to reach a new level. The Grand Old Republic was not even half of what it used to be, and with the new super powers in place, it was anyone's game. The fight did not look well with the divided factions, the Imperial Remnant, the New Republic and the Galactic Alliance. Loose coalitions who had just announced the promised decommissioning of war vessels. Government leadership had been hit on all sides, leaving Zend in a prestigious march for the capital: Coruscant.

Muunilinst was a surprisingly easy victory, even when Imperial reinforcements arrived, the self-proclaimed True Empire batted them off with ease. Emperor Jendob was not off to a good start. Then there was Valure, laughing stalk of the Senate. He was a better drunk than anything, and the odds were, he would find his way to the bottom of a bottle, before solving anything of worth. The Republic was doomed if he remained in touch with power.

Nico shelved her many weapons, she could finally be at peace. She had made multiple stops as a precaution, using many different techniques to screen for tracking or homing beacons. It was a fickle life, but provided the upmost comfort when finally home. The caverns sparkled against the water, it was always the most beautiful colors that emerged, particularly as the sun set on the outside. The algae would shift and shine in a spectacular display.

Nico yawned and pulled a blanket over her. She played music from the Kuati National Orchestra, and slowly drifted to sleep...