"Please feel free to stop by my office. I can bring you up to speed and we can decide how we would like to continued with the interview process."
"On my way. Wilson out."
Commander Wilson grabbed a padd and walked purposefully to a nearby transporter. Within moments, she strode through the corridors of Spacedock and made her way to K'Tael's office.
The Human female was in her early 30's. She stood at 180 cm, and her Fleet uniform fit her generous curves perfectly. Her dual African and Cherokee heritage were evident in her high cheekbones, intelligent black eyes and curly black hair.
"Commander K'Tael?" she asked upon arrival.
K'Tael looked up from his desk. He was a typical Klingn in appearance. At least as typical as one could be in a Starfleet uniform. His black eyes studied the human woman upon her arrival, taking in her stance to judge her physical abilities as well as the way she presented herself. He was average in height for a Klingon, which placed him at about 6'5. His Klingon ridge was definitely not delicate, though it appeared very simple with only three wrinkles connecting to the central ridge. K'Tael was probably in his mid-to-late thirties. He showed little sign of aging, and, by his build, could clearly take care of himself against most opponants. He noded in response. Recognition of her voice regitered. "[Insert rank] Wilson," he said as he stood up. "Please, come in. Thank you for coming in so quickly. Not knowing how much the Admiral has briefed you, let me start by asking if you have any questions about the situatin with Mr. Jacobsen."
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}}}=) Lisa
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