Oriana

By Mr. E

When Oriana had asked Commander Laine Shepard the whereabouts of her older sister this morning, she had expected quite the surprise ahead of her. Especially after she nearly choked on her coffee when Shepard informed her of what Miranda did last night and with who.

What the twenty-year-old generically-engineered human did not expect was to see her older sister answer the door to her apartment on the Citadel butt naked. Granted, considering that Ori shared more than 90% of Miranda's DNA, she quite literally had nothing that the younger woman hadn't seen before. But since Miranda was still her sister...

"Oh! Uh..." Oriana stammered awkwardly, her cheeks going pink as she rubbed the back of her neck. "I... I can come back later if this is a bad time."

Miranda raised an eyebrow quizzically at her sister for a few seconds. When Oriana cleared her throat and awkwardly gestured downward, the older sister's eyes went wide and her face went red as she realized that she was completely naked in front of her little sister!

Miranda let out a small squeak as she slapped an arm over her breasts and wedged her hand between her legs, stammering as she looked around. As her eyes landed on Jack, Miranda snapped, "Jack! Cover yourself in front of my sister!"

Jack seemed to immediately come back to reality from whatever trance she had been in, shaking her head rapidly as she grabbed a pillow from a nearby couch and placing it over her lower half as she muttered several obscenities under her breath, her face blazing just as much as Miranda's as she covered her smaller breasts under an arm.

"So..." Oriana began as Miranda ushered her in, apparently finding the blank wall to her left very interesting as she closed the door behind her. "I didn't even know you two were dating, Miranda."

"We aren't dating!" Miranda snapped, her face getting redder by the second.

"Please, Ms. Perfect Cheerleader over there dating me?!" Jack asked with a mocking chuckle, "She'd have better luck cloning herself if she wants that bubble butt of hers laid!"

"Shut up, Zero!" Miranda snapped over her shoulder to the tattooed biotic.

"Well, not now, obviously." Oriana stated, looking a little hurt. "But why didn't you tell me that you got married? You invited Shepard, but not your own sister?!"

"Who told you ab- I-I-I mean, we're NOT married either!" Miranda stammered, looking like she was about to explode.

"Again. Cloning in order for that to - "

"I told you to shut your bloody mouth!" Miranda yelled, spinning on her heel to glare at Jack. Unfortunately, this revealed her round buttocks to Oriana, who stifled a giggle at the tattoo on her cheek. Miranda squeaked as she used on of her hands to cover the incriminating skin art.

"It's not what you think! We got drunk and I ended up with this somehow! This means literally nothing!" Miranda yelled, her face becoming purple. She then shot a glare at Jack and said, "And before YOU even think about saying anything, don't forget that you have the same tattoo on you with MY name!"

Jack immediately closed her mouth, her face going pale.

"So if those tattoos mean nothing, then what is that tacked to your wall?" Oriana challenged, pointing to the marriage license on the wall. "And would you both like to explain what that on your ring finger is?"

Miranda looked down and paled as she realized that the hand that she used to cover the heart tattoo on her rump was the same hand that had her wedding band. For the second time this morning, Jack and Miranda merely looked to one another completely speechless.

Except this time, they had an audience.

"Well...?" Oriana asked, waiting for a response as she folded her arms over her chest.