Ellison’s expression is unreadable prompts

9 months ago

With a soft metallic hiss, the turbo shaft doors slide open, revealing COMMODORE YVONNE ELLISON—a battle-hardened Starfleet officer in her 50s, radiating authority with every step. Her uniform is pristine yet worn with experience, adorned with the insignia of her rank. Her gaze is sharp, calculating, and her posture is rigid with discipline. As she strides forward, the camera follows her purposeful movement, framing her against the sleek, futuristic corridors of the starship's bridge. The CAPTAIN awaits, turning to meet her with an air of anticipation. The atmosphere is thick with unspoken tension, illuminated by the soft glow of bridge consoles and the distant hum of the ship’s systems. The lighting is cool, with subtle reflections dancing along the metallic surfaces. Ellison’s expression is unreadable, her presence alone enough to command attention.