Project GARDENING

[Tarator]

Traditionally, Thrawn arrived late, but better late than never. Setting course for Thabit, he went down to his quarters for a little rest. A hour later an Osiris shaped old rusty hull appeared out of the mist nearby the station. Judging by the 22 inch double barrelled guns, Thabit's docking master recognized Thrawn's ship, but asked for security codes out of habit anyway. The clearance was soon given, and the long process of mooring the ship with the station was started. Meanwhile Thrawn was already on his way to the docking hatches after a short nap, which was well deserved after a long engagement with a considerable Core force. He took the time to gather his thoughts on the meeting while walking through the corridors. He arrived at the hatch waiting for the mid section to get pressurised. Soon the hatch opened, and he made his way to the bridge where the meeting was about to begin. He entered the room, and immediately sat on one of the free places. He wasn't nervous or anything like that. He was known for his cold attitude, and presence. While looking at the datapads, he awaited for the meeting to begin.