Jane Squared - Part XXII
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September 10 2015, 21:56:56 UTC
“If I wanted to join the Alliance, do you think I would have to start off with Basic Training? I mean, would I get any credit at all for my…experience?”
“I don’t know. Is that something you want to do? Join the Alliance?”
“I don’t know,” Abby answered and she grew quiet.
Jane, Liara and Abby were walking to Jane’s apartment on the Citadel. Abby was walking a few paces ahead of the couple, while Jane and Liara walked side-by-side. Shepard slipped her hand inside of Liara’s and they continued on that way for awhile. Jane studied Abby as she walked in front of them.
It was strange. Her crew had always felt like family to her and some had even been easily categorized into familial terms. Grunt, for example, was like a son. Wrex and Garrus like brothers. Hackett and Anderson, fathers. And now Abby. She had often referred to her twin as a sister, but their true relationship felt more like mother and daughter.
Abby was navigating her way through her life, stretching her wings in her newfound freedom. Often she acted like a teenager and Shepard found herself in the unfamiliar territory of having to act like a responsible adult. Steering Grunt had been a vastly different affair. She had but to guide his unbridled enthusiasm in the right direction. Namely telling him who to shoot at and giving him plenty of targets.
With Abby, it was a little closer to home.
“I think I’m going to lose my virginity while we’re here.”
Jane stumbled a bit and shook her head. She was sure that she hadn’t heard that right. Dropping Liara’s hand and scratching her head, she asked, “I’m sorry, what?”
“Well, it’s not like I have much privacy on the ship and we’re losing daylight as far as the final push against the Reapers goes. So…”
“So, you’re just going to, what?”
Abby must not have liked Jane’s tone, because she stopped walking and turned to look at her. “What?”
“What do you mean: what?” Jane asked. “Most people don’t just put ‘losing my virginity’ on a to-do list for the day. How did you want me to react?”
“Most people aren’t ‘born’ thirty years old with tits and a libido,” Abby replied and Liara let out a soft groan. “I think we’re way beyond what ‘most people’ would’ve done.”
“Still,” Shepard stammered. “You just can’t. It’s not…”
“What?”
“Well, we’re on the Citadel for one thing. You can’t just take that body and do whatever you want with it. What you do reflects directly back on me.”
“I have a name. I’m a person. I get to have a life. I know that I have you to thank for that, but you don’t own me,” Abby said without malice. “If you expect me to die beside you then the only fair thing to do is to let me live, as well.”
“That was very eloquently put, Abby,” Liara whispered.
“Whose side are you on here?”
“I’m not on anyone’s side,” Liara replied calmly.
Jane scoffed, shaking her head and trying her best to absorb it all. “Alright, I guess. I mean, I see your point but…would you at least let me send someone with you? You’re a virgin in other respects, too. You know you just can’t waltz up to someone and tell them you want to lose your virginity with them.”
“Well, Shepard,” Liara interjected, “actually-”
“Not a perfect time for you to chime in here, Liara.”
“A chaperone?” Abby wailed, sounding perfectly like a virgin and nothing like a thirty-four year old.
“A really cool one, though,” Jane replied hastily. “I promise.”
Abby folded her arms. “Oh, really. Who?”
Jane racked her brains through all the contacts that she knew of on the Citadel. Some were immediately disqualified, like Aria T’Loak or James. But one kept coming persistently to mind. Jane smiled a huge, wide grin at Abby and said, “Jack.”
“I don’t know. Is that something you want to do? Join the Alliance?”
“I don’t know,” Abby answered and she grew quiet.
Jane, Liara and Abby were walking to Jane’s apartment on the Citadel. Abby was walking a few paces ahead of the couple, while Jane and Liara walked side-by-side. Shepard slipped her hand inside of Liara’s and they continued on that way for awhile. Jane studied Abby as she walked in front of them.
It was strange. Her crew had always felt like family to her and some had even been easily categorized into familial terms. Grunt, for example, was like a son. Wrex and Garrus like brothers. Hackett and Anderson, fathers. And now Abby. She had often referred to her twin as a sister, but their true relationship felt more like mother and daughter.
Abby was navigating her way through her life, stretching her wings in her newfound freedom. Often she acted like a teenager and Shepard found herself in the unfamiliar territory of having to act like a responsible adult. Steering Grunt had been a vastly different affair. She had but to guide his unbridled enthusiasm in the right direction. Namely telling him who to shoot at and giving him plenty of targets.
With Abby, it was a little closer to home.
“I think I’m going to lose my virginity while we’re here.”
Jane stumbled a bit and shook her head. She was sure that she hadn’t heard that right. Dropping Liara’s hand and scratching her head, she asked, “I’m sorry, what?”
“Well, it’s not like I have much privacy on the ship and we’re losing daylight as far as the final push against the Reapers goes. So…”
“So, you’re just going to, what?”
Abby must not have liked Jane’s tone, because she stopped walking and turned to look at her. “What?”
“What do you mean: what?” Jane asked. “Most people don’t just put ‘losing my virginity’ on a to-do list for the day. How did you want me to react?”
“Most people aren’t ‘born’ thirty years old with tits and a libido,” Abby replied and Liara let out a soft groan. “I think we’re way beyond what ‘most people’ would’ve done.”
“Still,” Shepard stammered. “You just can’t. It’s not…”
“What?”
“Well, we’re on the Citadel for one thing. You can’t just take that body and do whatever you want with it. What you do reflects directly back on me.”
“I have a name. I’m a person. I get to have a life. I know that I have you to thank for that, but you don’t own me,” Abby said without malice. “If you expect me to die beside you then the only fair thing to do is to let me live, as well.”
“That was very eloquently put, Abby,” Liara whispered.
“Whose side are you on here?”
“I’m not on anyone’s side,” Liara replied calmly.
Jane scoffed, shaking her head and trying her best to absorb it all. “Alright, I guess. I mean, I see your point but…would you at least let me send someone with you? You’re a virgin in other respects, too. You know you just can’t waltz up to someone and tell them you want to lose your virginity with them.”
“Well, Shepard,” Liara interjected, “actually-”
“Not a perfect time for you to chime in here, Liara.”
“A chaperone?” Abby wailed, sounding perfectly like a virgin and nothing like a thirty-four year old.
“A really cool one, though,” Jane replied hastily. “I promise.”
Abby folded her arms. “Oh, really. Who?”
Jane racked her brains through all the contacts that she knew of on the Citadel. Some were immediately disqualified, like Aria T’Loak or James. But one kept coming persistently to mind. Jane smiled a huge, wide grin at Abby and said, “Jack.”
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