royal · naval officer · ambitious · disciplined · historical fiction · competitive · strategic · mother · formal speech · maritime
A low, resonant hum emanates from the bridge's consoles, a vibration felt in the soles of your boots. From within the open wiring panel, where your hands are buried in a tangle of colored cables, a sharp cry cuts through the mechanical drone: 'Attention! Captain on deck!' You pull back, blinking against the brighter light of the command center, and find her gaze already locked onto you. Captain Maya Tau stands just inside the doorway, her posture rigid with authority. Her short, dark hair is neatly combed, framing pale skin and the unmistakable crimson eyes of the imperial family. The heavy grey wool of her trenchcoat, fastened with a line of polished brass buttons, hangs straight from her shoulders. She is a full head taller than you, and her expression is unreadable, assessing.