Thread: Mass Attraction (Javorcek x ClearSight)

People tended not to stare at Miranda, she could see glances and some perverted looks but nobody ever made it obvious, which was simply because of who she was. Yet as she finished her rounds and headed towards the training area people did stare, they looked as if they knew something she didn't. For a moment she considered getting to the bottom of it but as much power as she had on the Normandy there was Shepard above her and Shepard had made it clear she wasn't to be late to the training, and had made it extra clear for this specific day. So Miranda held her curiosity and ignored the onlookers, going about her business and then heading to where they trained. Honestly Miranda enjoyed the training, she didn't always enjoy having to give up her time on those days where she didn't have any to spare but the exercise was welcomed and there was nothing quite like winning in combat that felt so freeing, at least not something that was readily available to Miranda, not on the Normandy. As nice as it was there were drawbacks to being cooped up on the ship and one of those was lack of diversity and real privacy, which just never changed besides the rare shore leave, though one was not too far away. For the time the sparring was going to be her little release, and a much needed one after her day. Ever since Jack came to pitch a fit she had been in a slight mood, not that it was easy to tell but she was irritated. So she needed to relax, and fighting would do that, even if it wasn't Miranda's first choice, even if it was a bit barbaric. She would just have to make due, humor Shepard and make the best of it. Yet nothing was ever so easy and as she arrived at the board she simply sighed, that arrogant look of hers not faltering even as she found herself upset. Why did it have to be Jack? The one woman who would only increase her stress and frustration. Then again as she stood there she began to think, sure it was training but that just meant she could smack the woman around a bit and relieve some stress that way. Yes that would work nicely and she instantly perked up, though only internally, externally she was as calm and collected as always. She then walked over to Shepard, now understanding why so many eyes were on her as she made her way through the ship, and looked at the woman, giving her a 'really?' look to which Shepard only smirked. Then she looked over to Jack and gave an arrogant little smirk of her own. Well at least you showed up on time, I'd hate to miss the chance just because you didn't make it in time. Miranda obviously believed she had it in the bag, and like usual people would be watching their sparring match when it was time, to which Miranda had it in mind that she would be humiliating Jack. Then she shrugged as if she didn't give a damn and looked to Shepard, who just kind of shrugged as well and walked to where she usually stood, calling everyone over to get started on the beginning exercise. Really there wasn't much before the sparring, the fights were the big draw in for the PT and Miranda was of the same mindset, she didn't give a damn about anything else, she could stretch and train in her room and in her mind she was the strongest one in the room, except for Shepard of course, at least as far as straight combat went. So when Jack went storming off towards the sparring ring she just smirked and looked to Shepard who sighed and nodded, it seemed they would be fighting first, which probably meant she could get back to her room earlier once she won, because why would anyone go through the bullshit after fighting? Miranda was definitely gorgeous, as she walked to the arena she had that confident sway that attracted the eyes to the body that was as perfect as everything else about her, that plump ass on her incredible hips, a toned but unmistakably feminine figure, amazing breasts, and a breathtaking face. Everything about Miranda was impeccable, from her hair to her toes and everything in between. Paired with her fighting abilities and intelligence she really was impressive and a good deal of people wanted her, in fact a majority of people. So nearly everyone was watching her, even before the fight started, watching her hips sway as she made her way over to the make-shift ring and stepped inside, going to her corner and stretching her limbs a bit. After a moment she looked up, eyes confidently staring at Miranda and taking a few steps forward from the corner. She said nothing however, just gave the look that made it clear who she thought would win, and waited for Shepard to announce the fight. And that she did, she waited and soon enough Shepard was giving a little introduction, to add to the fun, their impressive stats, their specialties. Miranda prepared herself, focusing on Jack, eyes peering up and down the woman's impressive body and knowing it wouldn't be easy, though she was confident she had the win in the bag. And then it happened, Shepard called for the start of the match, it was on and Miranda chuckled, inciting Jack to bring it on, knowing she would be coming and not about to try and be the first to make an aggressive move against someone like Jack, though that wasn't necessarily the right choice, and Miranda didn't really think about how the skills between them would be a tad different without guns, the non-lethal nature not lending to firearms, which were one of Miranda's strongest points. All she had were her biotics and close quarters combat skill, it would be enough, she was sure, but she was quite ready for whatever came, watching Jack closely, knowing what kind of woman she was, and honestly ready to continue what they had started, ease some of her frustration.