AU-verse post-mission with Thrawn and Hera

[grandadmiralartcritic]

As first engagements go, Thrawn has definitely experienced worse. Enemy routed, casualties comparatively minimal, and the damaged ships, at least, should be easily repairable.

The lost soldiers, however . . . that is a different story.

He strides along the slightly scorched corridor of the flagship, keeping a weather eye on the morale of the troops -- as well as their stress response and repair efficiency.

Many things will depend on it.

Comments

[grandadmiralartcritic]

Thrawn's expression remains composed.

"Understood."

He keeps his hands clasped behind his back.

"Do you have suggestions for how I may better integrate into this command?"

[for_everyone]

"Don't offer to do their job for them?"

Hera folds her arms, glancing away as she considers this.

"Your suggestions are fine. But they can do the work."

There are questions itching at her, like Were you fixing comms arrays on Star Destroyers? But she's strict about never mentioning the Empire while they're 'on-duty,' as much as the distinction exists, and she so pushes this to the back of her mind.

[grandadmiralartcritic]

"So noted. Rest assured I shall not forget again."

There's a faint wry cast to his words, strongest on 'rest assured'.

Some emergencies require all hands, but hopefully he will not lead this fleet into one of those.

And so.

[for_everyone]

"All right."

Hera turns, and continues toward the medical bay.

[grandadmiralartcritic]

Thrawn's thin smile appears again, fleetingly, and he follows Hera down toward medical.

If they are very fortunate, the problems with the comms there will be no more complicated to patch together than those on the flight deck.

If they are unfortunate . . . well . . .