The system her squadron was currently sequestered in was a barren one and therefore theoretically safe from intrusion. She had sent out scouts none the less - one could never be too cautious when skirting the outer rim. Not that she thought anyone would be so foolhardy as to attack. There were very few who would dare to directly assault a star destroyer and even fewer who would attempt to assault one surrounded by support vessels.
Maven watched out the viewports on the observation deck of the Stormbreaker as the scout ships returned, angling for the port side hangars. Beyond them hung a rocky inshospitable planet, one of three within this particular system. Cursory scans had turned up nothing of note in its geological make up, nor any hint of habitation units on the surface.
Just rocks, and not even nice ones at that.
The comm console near the doors of the observation deck let out a warning chirp before the voice of one of her officers filtered out. Evidently one of the scouting parties had brought something back - or to be more specific, someone. As per protocol they had been escorted to an empty but secure conference room to await her arrival.