Apr 27, 2013 13:54
So the Alliance brass had wanted Jack to take some time off after the end of the war to -- what was it? -- recuperate. Like she'd get over Shepard and the other people she'd lost in a couple days of vacation. That was ... whatever. Wasn't like she was some nose to the grindstone type, but the part where it'd mean leaving her kids was a lot fucking tougher than she wanted to admit. Even with everybody (sort of) at peace, there was still a ton for biotics to do, and the little goofballs still needed her to help them do it. So maybe she'd been dragging her feet on actually scheduling the leave.
But dammit, the fact she wasn't ready for shore leave did not make it okay to dump her off on some boring planet with no omni-tool and no way to call for pickup. Sanders or whoever had made this decision was going to get an earful about it the next time she saw them.
But for now, she was going to do her best to have a good time with what she had. It was too early for the bar, but there were plenty of rocks and junk near the beach. Jack was going to make them go boom.
"I will DESTROY you!" she shouted -- and then waited for the seagull she'd been shouting at to flutter away before she unleashed another blast at the cliffs. It wasn't like the stupid bird was in the Alliance.
[OOC: Open post with one pissy biotic. Jack is from Mass Effect.]
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