Kira - Fiery Oriental Beauty

You shift your focus to the short-haired Asian woman seated to the left of Destiny, noticing the intense gaze she's been directing your way. Despite her slim frame, there's a subtle erotic aura about her, accentuated by curves that catch your eye in all the right places. She's undeniably striking, a knockout without question.

"Hi there. Nice to meet you. Could you tell me a bit about yourself?" you inquire, trying to break the ice.

She stays slouched in her chair, her demeanor slightly standoffish. "I'm Kira."

You pause, waiting for more, but her response seems to end there.

You catch Destiny nudging her gently, silently encouraging her to elaborate.

"I'm half Korean, half Japanese, and I grew up in America. I'm the ship's engineer," she adds tersely, her tone lacking warmth.

It's clear she's not interested in engaging further.

"Could you share a bit about your background?" you press, attempting to keep the conversation going.

"I grew up in an orphanage, then attended MIT. Studied a lot. I worked for NASA with Des before she recruited me for this project," she responds curtly, her words clipped.

You feel a twinge of sympathy for her upbringing, but any pity is quickly replaced by her icy glare.

"I see. And you're really a virgin?" you ask, knowing it might not be well-received but not giving a fuck anymore at this point. After all, you were going to breed her, whether she likes it or not.

She scowls in response, her tone sharp. "Mind your own business."

You shrug, finding her abrupt hostility somewhat amusing. Destiny steps in, shooting Kira a reproachful look before addressing you.
"Everyone here is a virgin, including Kira. I apologize for her behavior. She's a bit wary of men."

You nod, understanding the situation a bit better. Though you're still curious about Kira, you decide to let the matter drop for now, sensing that further probing would only lead to more friction.