Hrolf Standarsson:
Hrolf nodded to the lieutenant with the tabs of the engineering branch and held out his hand to Iita. "Hrolf Standarsson, chief pilot. Since your drives will be getting us where I point the ship I thought I'd get to know the people who will be giving me emergency power in those tight spots."
(bear with me - last time I'll write a full description!)
Up close, Lieutenant Tsetsegmaa looks less attractive : tall for a woman [1m73/5'8")], but thin bordering on skinny [54 kg/119 lbs], a face pale as the moon with close to no makeup, a left eye smaller than her right, slightly squinting - added to the fact that she rarely looks her interlocutor straight in the eyes. Her uniform is slightly creased, showing that she does not really care about formal occasions like this.
Iita quickly shakes the hand held to her, introduces herself with a strong archaic Solomani accent and replies : "pleased to meet you, lieutenant. We definitely have to communicate between the piloting and Engie sections! I'd like to know ASAP where we're going, and what we'll be doing here, so if you have any clue, tip me off! For example, with due respect to the grey-haired Engineering naval yard LT who just left - and with whom I would have liked to exchange so much information... - if we are to scoop fuel on a planet or a gas giant, I want to triple check the machinery, since AFAIK this ship has been haphazardly tinkered with... Same goes if we'll do some war exercises against the other Dukes' navies of the subsec' - I wish the captain would tell us more before we depart! And of course I don't want my obituary to read "lost with her ship on the first jump of her first voyage as a chief engineer"... Yes AAMOF, I was ACE on the INS Zatsernem until now... - ACE stands for Assistant Chief Engineering" she added noting the puzzled look in Standarsson's eyes. Realizing she did another infodump, Iita abruptly shut up with a crooked smile, gazing distantly.