Thread: Mass Attraction (Javorcek x ClearSight)

See more Save your anger for the Collectors. That sentence had become Jacks mantra ever since her fight with the Illusive Mans precious little lap dog. Fucking Miranda Lawson Just the thought- of the Operative made Jack clench her fists and tremble in poorly contained rage. All she wanted was an apology- out of the bitch. Not even an apology really, just an admittance! For someone from Cerberus to accept responsibility, to actually say- that what had happened to her and all those other kids had been horrifyingly wrong. And what does the Ceberus bitch do? Turn around and tell her it wasnt really Cerberus. Fuck that noise! Cerberus facility, Cerberus uniforms, Cerberus funding to start it up dont tell her it wasnt fucking Cerberus!! HRAAAGGGGHHHH!!! Jack roared as she launched a powerful biotically charged punch into the wall of the bulkhead. Save your anger for the Collectors. Shepards words helped her calm downsorta In reality it just made another sentence bounce around her head Dont be late for PT, Jack! The Commanders reminder from earlier this morning redirected her anger towards irritation. Yeah, she was late to everything, so what? Why be in a hurry to go die? Jack sighed, hopping up off her cot, her boots making a soft thud as she hit the grating. She stretched out her thin, wiry frame and took a deep breath. Thereshe felt a little better. Now maybe she wouldnt kill anyone on her way down to the Hangar Bay for her scheduled sparring session. Hopefully she wouldnt run into Miranda. It was so hard to resist punching the Operative in the face whenever she had to lay eyes on that womans insufferably cocky smirk. Gyahif she had to watch that genetically engineered ass alluringly sway back and forth one more damn time This was the problem with the Normandy its like a prison. Its a small space, crammed with a bunch of bodies belonging to other fucked up people that you dont want to sleep with because theyre probably crazier than you are. But theyre badasses and everyone- wants to fuck the badass, no one wants to sleep with the nice guy, some of them are incredibly attractive like Ms. Perfect Tits Lawson. So now Jack was caught up in this weird place where she didnt know if shed one day want to get Miranda screaming in agony or ecstasy. As Jack walked through Engineering to get to the elevator, she couldnt help but think that equating the Normandy to prison was especially true today. The energy in the halls felt different It was like right before the inmates start rioting. Theres a sort of strange buzzing of energy in the air but no one is saying anything. Everyone is exchanging sidelong glances, like they know- something big was about to happen. Butshe wasnt that part of that -everyone, and she wasnt a part of itthat meant that she was the guard. Ahfuck Something was going to happen and she didnt know what it was. She pushed the button for the Hangar Bay again, cursing the elevator for how slow it moved. When it finally stopped on her floor, she began looking for Shepard. The Commander would know why the crewmembers aboard the ship were giving her funny looks and whispering after she passed them, like something big was about to happen. Thoughshe didnt find Shepard. At least, not before she found the schedule for todays PT. FUCK! Jack yelped as soon as she got down to the bottom of the page, skipping through all that exercise crap and finding the part that listed their sparring partners. Jack vs Miranda . What the fuck is this shit?! She couldnt stand Miranda. She hated- Miranda. And now she was going to have to spar with her?! Sparring meant she wasnt allowed to kill or maim! Rules that were imposed by Shepard that neither her nor Grunt were happy about How the hell was she supposed to not smear blood all over the walls with Miranda as her opponent?! I see youve figured out who your partner for the day is. Shepard smiled, appearing out of nowhere behind a very frustrated looking Jack. This is bullshit. Jack growled, rounding on the Commander. Shepard didnt even bat an eye as Jack huffed and puffed in her fury. Kasumi, Tali, Garrus, even Shepard herself as annoying as she was didnt incur Jacks anger the way Miranda did. No, its not. You both have faced everyone else, its time to spar against each other. And-, you both are strong biotics. As Jack opened her mouth to protest, Shepard cut in again. -AND- you need to learn control. Youre an amazing biotic Jack, theres no doubt in my mind about that. You fight with your instincts and have raw power. But Miranda has tempered that power, shes technically refined, her moves are precise, perfectly executed you could really learn something from her. So yes, she is your sparring partner today. And no, this is not open for negotiation. Shepard finished, her voice firm. Sometimes, she felt like she was talking to a teenagerthough she supposed, between Jacks lack of childhood and all the time the young convict had spent frozen in cryo, she pretty much was. Jack growled as she glared at Shepard. Part of her wanted to keep arguing, but she could sense that she wasnt going to get anywhere. So in an attempt to save face, she turned around and stormed off towards the make-shift sparring ring so that she could wait for her opponent. Wellat least that bitch wont be able to brag about being undefeated anymore.