Starr: I'd also like to know where the Force Cracken is. I do know there's a cloaked ship in orbit above Coruscant. It's an automated planet destroyer built by the New Republic. In less than twenty-three hours it's programmed to immolate Coruscant. Be prepared to blow it to space dust at a moment's notice, I don't care if it'll take the whole fleet's firepower. And if in twenty-two hours nothing's happened to it, consider that a go-ahead to make something happen.
Oh and Cracken's son - or his clone, I'm not sure which - is down here in need of medical attention. Send a transport for him.
*The group moves out with Deac. Gilian flies the glider into the air*
Gilian: Just sit tight. This will be a few minutes...
Forum A-Wing pilot of mysterious and indistinct gender. Aresener now and forever.