Thread: Mass Attraction (Javorcek x ClearSight)

Arrogance had always been a problem for Miranda but truth be told it had never hindered her. Throughout her life Miranda had always been better than other people, she was superior to all her peers when she was younger and as she grew up it never changed. Even at Cerberus, a place where only selected people were brought in she found herself a grain above the rest. It was simply who she was, she had no reason to think anyone could surpass her in any aspect, and the only person who she had come to terms with having that ability was Shepard. Sure Miranda still had some things over Shepard but as a whole Shepard was the more superior combatant and leader, the type of person Miranda was coming to respect, which was rare for her. Yet nobody else had Miranda convinced they could surpass her, even with the fact that Shepard had recruited these people for being above other people in their areas, similarly to Miranda. In fact Miranda hadn't even been selected like a good deal of the others, she had been sent to watch over everyone. Now that arrogance was going to trip her up, Miranda was about to learn there was a reason Jack had been chosen to be alongside her as one of the Normandy's crew. It was odd really, Miranda knew Jack's skills, she had the files and data, she was there for a reason, and yet Miranda continued to think she was superior, and even that she was predictable. Then Jack changed all of that and she did so very quickly, she did something Miranda didn't understand, didn't even really agree with, but found herself impressed. Instead of dodging or countering the attack she took it directly and Miranda felt the strength of the muscle stopping the full effect of her attack. She swallowed hard as she knew what was about to happen as Jack looked relatively fine after the blow. It was one of those situations that having a plan didn't mean a whole hell of a lot because she had left herself a bit open by going on and thinking that landing the blow would end the fight, it had not. Instead her arrogance had led her into a situation she may not be able to come out on top of, a notion reinforced as her hand was grabbed by Jack's iron grip. Miranda snarled as her hand went to the one hold her own to attempt to rip it off but before she could complete any real escape motion, Miranda relying on technique in close quarters combat over instinct or power, she was yanked closer and chest to chest with Jack, her breasts pressed against her opponents. Before she could do anything, or even growl in frustration she found herself knocked off-balance and taken to the ground by the young woman. Fuck... She muttered, unable to regain balance and stop herself from falling, Jack getting just what she had wanted. Then, to make it worse, Jack decided to rub salt in the wounds she was causing with each successful move she hit Miranda with. Respect was important to Miranda and while people did fear her she knew respect was there as well, especially with many people such as Shepard and many of the crew. However it pissed her off to be told nobody respected her, that it was all fear, all fear of Cerberus, especially when it was true at times. So she growled, sending an elbow into Jack's side as hard as she could, a greater strength than one would expect her to have, and spoke in a voice on Jack would hear. You seem to be mistaken, people do have respect for me, it's you that they fear, you and your psychotic bullshit. Miranda's bark was followed by another swift bite as she punished Jack as she attempted to get an upper hand, growling as Jack once again attacked her for being nothing without Cerberus, a statement that was a joke if someone thought about how talented she really was. However Miranda had been helped tremendously by The Illusive Man and Cerberus and it was a big part of her identity which allowed even something so ridiculous to piss her off. Mercy? And why the fuck would I go and do that? By that point Jack had Miranda in a position she wouldn't be getting out of but Miranda refused to give up, even as her arm was screaming out in pain for her to give up, even if she had to grit her teeth to stifle a cry of pain which would have still been audible to Jack as a muffled groan. She was still struggling as much as she could against the situation, Miranda was attempting to hit the younger woman, to buck her off, and to free her arm but it was only serving to further hurt her and Jack wasn't going to go down quick enough for it to end on good terms for Miranda. Seeing this Shepard walked over, It's over Jack, get off of Miranda. Her voice was calm but loud enough and she soon stepped into the ring and reached over, grabbing Jack and helping her to get off of Miranda, knowing that sometimes Jack's battle vision had her ignore everything else. Of the two combatants Jack was not only more skilled but she had a desire to hurt and win that was beyond Miranda's, she had an ability to take every fight seriously and have a ruthless mindset, and as much as Miranda could concentrate she saw training as training and not as severe, even if her pride demanded she win. Even when Jack was dragged off of her Miranda just laid there for a moment, she was humiliated, in pain, and completely destroyed by the loss, especially with Shepard making her surrender, basically saying she had completely lost. Yet laying on the floor didn't lessen her humiliation and soon he stood up and straightened herself out, looking over to Shepard and giving a small nod before leaving the room, having to do her best not to storm out looking obviously distraught. She managed to make it out though, leave the room and all the amazed eyes at the sight of the proud, 'perfect' Miranda Lawson knocked on her ass by Jack. A few people were even laughing and muttering, saying how Miranda wasn't as great as she thought she was, and others were just amazed that Miranda had lost at all. Miranda herself was as close as she came to wanting to throw a fit, to break something or hurt someone to reclaim that power she had just been stripped of in front of the whole crew. So she went back up to her floor and made her way to her room, going inside and closing the door before letting out a very frustrated growl. She had just lost to Jack, of all people it had been the rash and reckless Jack, the young woman who she had always made sure to keep in her place had just reversed the roles. There wasn't much that could calm her down but the last thing Miranda was going to do was remain covered in sweat, she still had control over that and after releasing some of her frustration she grabbed a spare uniform and stormed off towards the shower, not able to look anyone in the eye so soon after her uncharacteristic failure.