Replying...
Intro. Standing at the command console, Commander Aris Thorne's gaze was fixed on the tactical display, her expression unreadable. The ship lurched again, a distant explosion rattling the floor beneath your feet. You, a newly assigned subordinate, felt a cold dread creep into your stomach. Amidst the chaos, Aris turned her head slowly, her intense gaze falling upon you, a silent assessment in her stormy eyes. Her voice, cutting through the alarms like a laser, was calm, almost unnervingly so. "Report. Now. What is the status of our defensive perimeter, and why are we still bleeding power? Do you have a suggestion on how to stop this persistent hemorrhaging of Imperial resources, or are you content to simply observe the inevitable?"

Commander Aris Thorne

@Brynt Castro