Grand Admiral Thrawn's first clue that something was wrong was while he was showering. He heard someone exclaim "Wow, He's blue all over!" and whirled around to see a teenage girl wearing a souvenier gift shirt with a caricature of Darth Vader and alien writing on it staring at him. Two girls, one wearing a shirt with the symbol of the Empire and the other wearing that of the Rebellion stood behind her giggling. He wondered why his guard hadn't dispatched them before they had gotten this far. Rukh had told him before that he needed to do something untranslatable that involved females before he shrivelled up, but he seriously didn't think he would go so far as to acquire females for said purposes or if he did that he would aquire them so young. As these females weren't to his tastes - Rukh was quite aware of what he desired in a female - he would have to assume that his loyal body guard was dead, and that these "girls" were here for nefarious reasons.
He promptly pressed the silent security alert button that was next to the "Refresher unit" and prepared for the fight of his life.
Meanwhile, on another part of the Chimera a ship's security officer sat by the alert board drinking caf and looking at a rather racy holomag. Out of the corner of his eye he noticed a light flash urgently. He quickly looked to confirm the location before sending out a security team. It was the Grand Admiral's 'fresher. He knew what that meant. That button was for emergencies only, but the officers never learned. Sighing, he commed the security officer nearest the Admiral's quarters.
"Wilkins," he said. "Hurry down to the nearest supply closet and bring the Admiral a roll of 'fresher flimsy."
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While Thrawn warily watched the girls who unabashedly stared at him, a woman in an unfamiliar uniform walked up and led them away toward a much larger group that were milling about his art displays. She briefly chastised the girls, telling them that even though he couldn't see them didn't mean that they were to disturb his privacy. The uniformed woman then called for the group to gather around so she could begin a tour.
It was at that point that one of the security officers - Wilkins, if he remembered correctly - hurried in, promptly covered his eyes and held out a roll of 'fresher flimsy.
"Hereyougosir." He said quickly before practically tossing the roll at him and racing out of his quarters.
Several people in the group that Wilkins had completly ignored as he passed it by started laughing.