Literature
Stardate 2350.143
"Thank you for coming Lt Commander, please be seated." The young officer took the expected seat at the end of the table, patiently and silently watching the senior officer opposite her. The Commodore would let her know when she needed to speak. "I'm Commodore Eva Bevins, BuShips" she drummed her fingers against the conference table for a moment, consulting her internal notes while she studied the woman opposite her. Tall, trim, athletic, with the broad shoulders of a swimmer. Thick reddish brown hair against very pale skin. Her features were not conventionally attractive, but certainly striking and even the superior officer could see how they could become intimidating if vexed. "Amanda Migliore, Lt. Commander, starfleet," she interrupted herself to look at the junior officer and say in a more conversational tone, "You've done very well for yourself in a very short period of time." Then she resumed her narration, "Excellent marks at the Academy, one might even say