[Fill] That Jazz (9/9)
anonymous
January 10 2013, 09:50:48 UTC
The Normandy raced back to the Relay, a wall of fire and light in their wake. The ship shuddered as Joker pushed it even faster, until it caught the red tendril of energy from the Relay, shooting them beyond the explosion’s reach.
Garrus let out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding. There was only a moment’s pause before Shepard stalked past him toward the briefing room. After a short hesitation, Garrus followed.
Shepard shoved past the fallen debris and called up the Illusive Man’s image from the holographic comm system. Electricity crackled in the wires above her. Garrus hung back to watch.
“Shepard,” the Illusive Man said in a dangerous tone. “You’re making a habit of costing me more than time and money.”
He berated her, accusing her of destroying humanity’s chance for dominance in the galaxy, of choking under pressure when it mattered most. She watched him with almost bored apathy, his words flowing past her like so much hot air.
“I know what you are, and the price of dealing with you,” Shepard replied coolly. “We do things my way from now on. You can fall in line or step aside, but don’t get in my way.”
The Illusive Man approached her, taking a threatening position, made less threatening by virtue of his being a hologram. “You’re sure that’s what you want? You’re taking a hell of a risk, Shepard!”
“I don’t think so.” She smirked. “And I’ve just got one last thing to say to you.”
“What’s that?” The Illusive Man grunted.
Her smirk turned into a challenging grin as she spread her arms wide and took a deep breath. “So if you care to find me, look to the western sky!” she belted out. “As someone told me lately, ‘everyone deserves the chance to fly’!”
Garrus cringed but did not look away. It was worth it to see the stunned and bewildered expression on the Illusive Man’s face at this super soldier singing at him at the top of her lungs.
“And if I’m flying solo,” Shepard continued, “at least I’m flying free! To those who’d ground me, take a message back from me!”
“What in the…” the Illusive Man muttered, still staring at her with utter confusion.
“Tell them how I am defying gravity! I’m flying high, defying gravity! And soon I’ll match them in renown!”
“Shepard, what…”
She pointed right at the Illusive Man’s image. “And nobody in all of Oz… no Wizard that there is or was… is ever gonna BRING… ME… DOWN!”
The Illusive Man seemed to be finally coming to his senses. Anger blossomed on his countenance as he took in the words she was singing. “This is a huge mistake, making an enemy out of me.”
“BRING ME DOWN!”
“Are you listening to me? I will ruin you!”
“Ahhh!” she sang, her voice nearly straining. The note cut off. “That’s what you spent billions bringing back from the dead, you asshole,” she spat, and cut off the feed.
Garrus clapped, genuinely impressed. She turned, winking at him as she marched off towards the armory.
He wasn’t so worried about her reputation as a badass after that.
Re: [Fill] That Jazz (9/9) - OP again
anonymous
January 10 2013, 14:28:37 UTC
a!a, i cannot even tell you how much i love you for this prompt. the rocky horror scene was AMAZING (...and also may have had, uh, more of an effect on me than i care to admit), and ending it with wicked is the best thing you could have done. thank you so much for filling this!! you have made me a very, very happy anon.
Re: [Fill] That Jazz (9/9)
anonymous
January 14 2013, 02:20:05 UTC
As an avid ME fan AND an active musical theater performer, this made my night. Like, BIG TIME. Brilliant :D The scene with Shepard and TIM made me want to cry laughing. I can just see her going Elphaba on him and TIM being like, "WTF?"
Garrus let out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding. There was only a moment’s pause before Shepard stalked past him toward the briefing room. After a short hesitation, Garrus followed.
Shepard shoved past the fallen debris and called up the Illusive Man’s image from the holographic comm system. Electricity crackled in the wires above her. Garrus hung back to watch.
“Shepard,” the Illusive Man said in a dangerous tone. “You’re making a habit of costing me more than time and money.”
He berated her, accusing her of destroying humanity’s chance for dominance in the galaxy, of choking under pressure when it mattered most. She watched him with almost bored apathy, his words flowing past her like so much hot air.
“I know what you are, and the price of dealing with you,” Shepard replied coolly. “We do things my way from now on. You can fall in line or step aside, but don’t get in my way.”
The Illusive Man approached her, taking a threatening position, made less threatening by virtue of his being a hologram. “You’re sure that’s what you want? You’re taking a hell of a risk, Shepard!”
“I don’t think so.” She smirked. “And I’ve just got one last thing to say to you.”
“What’s that?” The Illusive Man grunted.
Her smirk turned into a challenging grin as she spread her arms wide and took a deep breath. “So if you care to find me, look to the western sky!” she belted out. “As someone told me lately, ‘everyone deserves the chance to fly’!”
Garrus cringed but did not look away. It was worth it to see the stunned and bewildered expression on the Illusive Man’s face at this super soldier singing at him at the top of her lungs.
“And if I’m flying solo,” Shepard continued, “at least I’m flying free! To those who’d ground me, take a message back from me!”
“What in the…” the Illusive Man muttered, still staring at her with utter confusion.
“Tell them how I am defying gravity! I’m flying high, defying gravity! And soon I’ll match them in renown!”
“Shepard, what…”
She pointed right at the Illusive Man’s image. “And nobody in all of Oz… no Wizard that there is or was… is ever gonna BRING… ME… DOWN!”
The Illusive Man seemed to be finally coming to his senses. Anger blossomed on his countenance as he took in the words she was singing. “This is a huge mistake, making an enemy out of me.”
“BRING ME DOWN!”
“Are you listening to me? I will ruin you!”
“Ahhh!” she sang, her voice nearly straining. The note cut off. “That’s what you spent billions bringing back from the dead, you asshole,” she spat, and cut off the feed.
Garrus clapped, genuinely impressed. She turned, winking at him as she marched off towards the armory.
He wasn’t so worried about her reputation as a badass after that.
~end~
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~Chicago!OP
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So in short, so good. So, so good.
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