Shakar sat on her chair, in the otherwise empty bridge, looking out of the window, bored. Then, the station came into view, as the ship slowed down, arriving near the designated position in space. She grumbled. It was a fine looking station, but it was a foreign place. When Shakar went to off world planets and stations, it was usually to collect slaves, and beat people down. Now however, she would need to behave, and she didn't know if she could do that for very long without becoming bored out of her mind.<br/><br/>She smashed the button on her chair, opening the communication channel. "Farel! Cut the engine, we're docking!" She stood up, and pushed a few controls on the pilot console, which made the ship automatically head for the nearest docking port. She then turned around and left the bridge, heading to the hatch. Hearing the loud metallic noise indicate the ship had made contact with the station, she opened the door, and stepped through, wondering what she would find on the other side.<br/>