Alexis watched as Dolphus descend below deck, hopefully, she hadn’t done anything that could’ve offended him. She directed her attention to the tattoo of the eye inked into her hand. ”There’s still so much I don’t know.” she took a moment to collect her thoughts. ”so let’s start with what I do. Sometime soon we are going to hold a vote on who gets to captain this vessel; a purely superficial position for this mission, but a necessary one nonetheless.” she began making her way below deck. If this choice was purely superficial though then why was she so dead set on the role? Was it some instinct to be in control of a crew from past life? she knew for a fact that she once served on a ship, maybe she captained that vessel? Either way, it was clear that Rook should not have the position, from what she had witnessed so far was that Rook was clearly full of himself.
”Speak of the devil and he shall answer.” in this case it was directly in front of the entrance to the lower decks. Alexis made sure to quickly brush past the former captain but something stopped her short. “Indeed we are Rook, not much time before we hit land again.” Unfortunately for Alexis, swaying votes to her side would most certainly involve speaking to her direct competition. “Although, I’m sure you’ll agree that you also feel more comfortable being at sea?” Words could not state how much Alexis despised having to force herself into a conversation, but she needed to show that she actually cared for her crewmates.
you do care, don’t you?