Thread: Mass Attraction (Javorcek x ClearSight)

Jack was just a hothead and as she stood there with that look on her face that conveyed her intentions Miranda just smirked. She was so easy to read, such a predictable person in some ways even if her actions were at times unpredictable, and while a lot of people found her intimidating that was not a problem Miranda was plagued with. In fact Miranda found her unstable and childish as opposed to intimidating, almost seeing her like a child which was one of the reasons she acted the way she did towards Jack. Then again the girl was young and from her life she wasn't as mature as she could have been under other circumstances. Regardless of that knowledge Miranda constantly pissed her off and pushed her sensitive buttons, played at Jack's emotional instability for whatever reason. Truly she had never thought about it, her and Jack simply didn't get along, perhaps it was Cerberus being such a tension point or just their personalities conflicting but there was constant sparks between the two just ready to blow into something like what had happened earlier in the day, which had honestly taken longer to happen than Miranda would have guessed seeing as they were both locked on a ship with each other. However there was much to see even if Miranda didn't find her intimidating, Miranda's eyes wandering up and down Jack's body. She was definitely young, and there was a definite feminine figure to Jack even if she seemed to be doing every possible thing she could to cover it up. Miranda's eyes quirked up as she took in the tattoos and baggy clothing, both were uniquely Jack's and eye catching in an odd way, though more than anything else her incredibly skinny frame was highly noticeable. She seemed to have no fat on her, a decent deal of muscle and the possibility of curves but nothing as her bones poked through her skin. It was unhealthy really and the thoughts of her being a kid popped into Miranda's head again, if she wasn't she would be responsible she would eat and take care of herself. Regardless it all just made her look into Jack's eyes and gave her a little 'pfft' dismissively pushing away the little taunt Jack had sent her way as if it was an impossibility. One of Miranda's many jobs on the ship was to know even detail about the crew, from the chef to Shepard and everyone in between. That included Jack and while she was impressive in her own way Miranda wasn't worried, Miranda was confident she would defeat the women. Hell Jack's strengths were far outweighed by her weaknesses. Sure she was perhaps the most spectacular aggressive biotic Miranda had ever met, her destructive potential was incredible, not that Miranda would ever fucking admit it, but she lacked refinement or precision. She was weak defensively, her ability with weapons was limited to a shotgun and close quarters combat, and while her hand to hand was well above average it didn't make up for some of what she was lacking. Then again she hadn't seen Jack go hand to hand too often, only against Shepard but from how well she kept up she had a feeling Jack was easily one of the strongest hand to hand fighter on the ship. That meant she recognized Jack's talents but she didn't fear them, especially when she was well aware of her own talents as well. Miranda had been genetically modified to be perfect, from looks to intelligence and strength. She was meant to excel at absolutely everything and she had confidence she could outwit and outfight Jack, even if she had an instinctual almost animal like strength to her fighting style. So when Jack's fists began to hum and crackle with biotic energy Miranda smirked and bent her joints, just enough to be ready to move out of the way of whatever came first, because she was sure it would be some destructive biotic attack, of that there was no doubt. Shepard and all of the onlookers were just as interested in the first blow, everyone watching Jack as she stood there, wondering how she was going to go about fighting Miranda, who everyone knew was a talented combatant, most people simply expecting the same aggressive all out attack that she was so accustomed to. A brute approach to Miranda's elegant approach to combat. When the first shockwave came Miranda nodded, she had expected it enough to agilely moving a perfect step to the side to avoid it, a perfect movement with no waste or extra energy. It was just like Miranda to dodge it perfectly. For a few more she did the same but she had noticed Miranda moving slowly closer and she was rather interested if Jack had an actual plan, if he string of shockwaves were to allow her to get in close where she no doubt believed Miranda would be useless. Unfortunately she was wrong, and Miranda's pride got in the way of her even considering she would have a tough time in close quarters. So she smirked again as her own hands began to glow blue, though her energy seemed so much more controlled, a compact strength that had an intimidating feel to it, especially as she stepped to the side of yet another shockwave and countered with a throw of her own, attempting to send Jack flying and at the same time moving quickly towards the woman, an idea of slamming her against the edge of the ring or to the ground and coming down with a biotic smash coming to mind. Miranda wanted to humiliate Jack, to show her who was really superior among them, a fact Jack didn't seem to understand yet was that she wasn't as tough as she believed, at least that was what Miranda had deluded herself into thinking. She didn't think Jack would be able to do much against her when it came down to it and as her hand shimmered with blue, in preparation for another attack as she closed the gap or simply as a strengthener for a punch. Those watching, especially Shepard, seemed surprised that Miranda would be moving in, it wasn't exactly her style but when she had no weapon and no overwhelming biotic advantage, Jack's raw biotic power having enough power to have her believe trading biotic blows to be a waste of time, especially when she wanted to get the training over with and put Jack on her ass, perhaps Jack being one of those rare people who could get Miranda to indulge in emotional responses even if they were more subtle. I'll show you why I'm respected and you're just considered an annoying kid. She mumbled, she was going right at Jack, her blow targeted at Jack's stomach, she was going to knock the wind out of her and end it.