Vic gave a solemn nod to Marielle's observation about the chain of trust from Kris all the way down to their crew. Vic trusted both her sister and her captain, more than anyone else, which meant a lot given how little trust she bestowed upon most individuals. She operated well in chosen groups, but she was highly skilled at relying on her own self. She was territorial at heart, so no gods could save someone who crossed a person Vic Bonnie cared for.
"Will do."
When Marielle stopped her one last time, she quirked a brow and looked at the brunette. She grinned devilishly. For what she had observed, Mithra was a valuable recruit, one of the best they had added to the crew over the past months. "I will speak to her."
With one last nod, she departed the lounge.
In no time, she had delivered word to the deck crew; meaning she was now headed towards the engine room, where she hoped to find the "stowaway" as Marielle had once nicknamed their new mechanics. The first one she checked showed no sign of her target, so she cycled through multiple locations of choice for Mithra to be, eventually finding her going through files on her datapad near one of the storage rooms.
"Madellé Sev’rata," she purred as her intense eyes fastened on the gorgeous mechanics. Her eyes traveled up and down with lingering persistence before she looked at the other woman in the eye. "The Captain has been satisfied with your work since you have been aboard the ship. I have personally noticed some of your most recent upgrades."
Vic walked closer to where Mithra was, and she leaned against the nearby crate, her body brushing against the mechanics' as she did so. "How do you feel about a permanent position?"
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