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art_of_warArrival
The quiet hum of a star destroyer, the subdued lighting, even the starscape that was always beyond the viewscreen were abruptly replaced with both being both on a planet and a peaceful summer day on that planet. Thrawn blinked, then waited a moment to see if this was somehow a particularly vivid hallucination. Nothing changed when he did so, but he did notice the shining orb that was hovering next to the fountain now. The compulsion to touch it took hold then, and as Thrawn did so a flood of memories along with the basic information it alwas gave made Thrawn have to keep his eyes closed and pinch the bridge of his nose at the information overload. He stayed that way for several momenets as he tried to mentally sort through everything that the datapoint had shown him. When e next opened then, he looked at everything in Temba, for that was it's name, with new eyes.
Network
[ Thrawn has already known about the Network, and the device that activates said Network on his person. So here he is, blue skin, red eyes and the same icy calm he always had. ]
It is passing strange to find myself back here again. If Eli Vanto has likewise also been brought here I would ask that he contacts me.
The quiet hum of a star destroyer, the subdued lighting, even the starscape that was always beyond the viewscreen were abruptly replaced with both being both on a planet and a peaceful summer day on that planet. Thrawn blinked, then waited a moment to see if this was somehow a particularly vivid hallucination. Nothing changed when he did so, but he did notice the shining orb that was hovering next to the fountain now. The compulsion to touch it took hold then, and as Thrawn did so a flood of memories along with the basic information it alwas gave made Thrawn have to keep his eyes closed and pinch the bridge of his nose at the information overload. He stayed that way for several momenets as he tried to mentally sort through everything that the datapoint had shown him. When e next opened then, he looked at everything in Temba, for that was it's name, with new eyes.
Network
[ Thrawn has already known about the Network, and the device that activates said Network on his person. So here he is, blue skin, red eyes and the same icy calm he always had. ]
It is passing strange to find myself back here again. If Eli Vanto has likewise also been brought here I would ask that he contacts me.
