Warrior - 2/5
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March 1 2011, 20:53:11 UTC
*reposted for clarity (hopefully)*
"Well if you ask me, I think the bitch is frigid. She doesn't seem to want dick or pussy - Jacob, Garrus, Thane, Miranda, even with a hot piece of ass like Kelly waving in her face all day she doesn't seem to notice, stupid bitch.
"Pah." Wrex snorted derisively. "Don't let your jealously poison your vision. She's a superior female, anyone can see that."
"Oh please. Jealous? I could crush that bitch to a pattie." Jack waved her fingers, blue biotic sparks flickering from the tips and over the workbench. "One wrong step and BAM." She punched down into the thick metal table, warping the whole surface of it in one swift easy movement.
"Hah. You like to talk a great deal, like a child who does not know it's place boasting to it's peers. But what have you done to act?"
"Hey, I could do it whenever I wanted. I just haven't felt like it yet."
"You won't." Grunt chimed in, his thick fingers moving methodically up and down the length of his shotgun, stripping each component and examining closely with his sharp azure eye. "If I ever suspected you, I would cut the hand from your arm and feed it to varren."
"Oh yeah?" Jack smirked at him. "You got a crush or something?" Grunt laughed derisively. "I wouldn't expect you to understand. She may be female but she is my Battlemaster first. She gives me battle, enemies to fight, chances to pit the heat of my blood against other warriors. So long as she gives me such things my life is bound to hers, to her fight." Wrex nodded approvingly. "Spoken as a true krogan."
"Wait, don't tell me... you both got boners for the commander." She swung about on her chair laughing uproariously. "Come on fellas, you've been saying it yourselves - a superior female, right? Don't tell me you've never though about splitting that? Fuck knows everyone else wants to..." She eyed them cannily as both shuffled uncomfortably inside their battle armour. "Oh my god, you do don't you? Come on boys, we're all friends here. It's not like you have easy access to females even at home. Don't tell me you haven't had any ideas?" Jack saw the uncomfortable look on their faces and couldn't help letting her hand rest on her own crotch, heated, wondering what deviant thoughts must now be racing through their minds.
"She is a fellow warrior" snapped Wrex, "our brethren in the creed. That's as much as she ever can be."
"Yeah, it's like I said:" shrugged Jack walking steadily over to Grunt, his shotgun left forgotten on the table. "Frigid. So that just leaves me." She stopped in front of the krogan and with one swift movement snapped the strap from chest, revealing her pert nipples. "How about it toad head, you want to show me what makes you "genetically superior?" Wrex chuckled and leaned against the wall. No matter what happened next this was likely to prove to be quite a show.
"Are you kidding?" Grunt snorted though couldn't completely ignore the pressure building inside his armour. "I would split you in half like soft lumber."
"Oh come on." She ran her small but strong hands playfully over his bulky chest plate. "I've been around on the extranet. I know what it takes. Besides, your quads must be fit to burst, so many weeks out here, no privacy, no chance for relief." She patted his crotch plate and smiled at him. "I wanna be a good girl for once - help the team out."
"Pah." Grunt pushed her away. "It would take a whole legion of lesser creatures like you to take even half of what I've got in one of my quads."
"A legion?" Shepard smiled at them as she finally stepped from the shadows. "How about just one superior female?"
"Well if you ask me, I think the bitch is frigid. She doesn't seem to want dick or pussy - Jacob, Garrus, Thane, Miranda, even with a hot piece of ass like Kelly waving in her face all day she doesn't seem to notice, stupid bitch.
"Pah." Wrex snorted derisively. "Don't let your jealously poison your vision. She's a superior female, anyone can see that."
"Oh please. Jealous? I could crush that bitch to a pattie." Jack waved her fingers, blue biotic sparks flickering from the tips and over the workbench. "One wrong step and BAM." She punched down into the thick metal table, warping the whole surface of it in one swift easy movement.
"Hah. You like to talk a great deal, like a child who does not know it's place boasting to it's peers. But what have you done to act?"
"Hey, I could do it whenever I wanted. I just haven't felt like it yet."
"You won't." Grunt chimed in, his thick fingers moving methodically up and down the length of his shotgun, stripping each component and examining closely with his sharp azure eye. "If I ever suspected you, I would cut the hand from your arm and feed it to varren."
"Oh yeah?" Jack smirked at him. "You got a crush or something?"
Grunt laughed derisively. "I wouldn't expect you to understand. She may be female but she is my Battlemaster first. She gives me battle, enemies to fight, chances to pit the heat of my blood against other warriors. So long as she gives me such things my life is bound to hers, to her fight."
Wrex nodded approvingly. "Spoken as a true krogan."
"Wait, don't tell me... you both got boners for the commander." She swung about on her chair laughing uproariously. "Come on fellas, you've been saying it yourselves - a superior female, right? Don't tell me you've never though about splitting that? Fuck knows everyone else wants to..." She eyed them cannily as both shuffled uncomfortably inside their battle armour. "Oh my god, you do don't you? Come on boys, we're all friends here. It's not like you have easy access to females even at home. Don't tell me you haven't had any ideas?" Jack saw the uncomfortable look on their faces and couldn't help letting her hand rest on her own crotch, heated, wondering what deviant thoughts must now be racing through their minds.
"She is a fellow warrior" snapped Wrex, "our brethren in the creed. That's as much as she ever can be."
"Yeah, it's like I said:" shrugged Jack walking steadily over to Grunt, his shotgun left forgotten on the table. "Frigid. So that just leaves me." She stopped in front of the krogan and with one swift movement snapped the strap from chest, revealing her pert nipples. "How about it toad head, you want to show me what makes you "genetically superior?" Wrex chuckled and leaned against the wall. No matter what happened next this was likely to prove to be quite a show.
"Are you kidding?" Grunt snorted though couldn't completely ignore the pressure building inside his armour. "I would split you in half like soft lumber."
"Oh come on." She ran her small but strong hands playfully over his bulky chest plate.
"I've been around on the extranet. I know what it takes. Besides, your quads must be fit to burst, so many weeks out here, no privacy, no chance for relief." She patted his crotch plate and smiled at him. "I wanna be a good girl for once - help the team out."
"Pah." Grunt pushed her away. "It would take a whole legion of lesser creatures like you to take even half of what I've got in one of my quads."
"A legion?" Shepard smiled at them as she finally stepped from the shadows. "How about just one superior female?"
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