Jack and Miranda Are Fighting

“Touch me and I will smear the walls with you, bitch!” Jack yelled as she sent a chair flying towards Miranda, purposefully missing as Miranda stepped out of the way.

“Enough! Stand down, both of you!” Shepard yelled as she barged into the room.

“The cheerleader won’t admit what Cerberus did to me was wrong,” Jack said, glaring at Miranda.

“It wasn’t Cerberus,” Miranda said, a bit shaken. “Not really, but clearly you were a mistake.”

“Screw you!” Jack yelled, pointing her finger. “You’ve got no idea what they put me through! Maybe it’s time I showed you!”

“Our mission is too important to let personal feelings get in the way!” Shepard said, firmly.

“Fuck your feelings. I just want her dead,” Jack said.

“You both know what we’re up against. Save your anger for the Collectors,” Shepard said.

“I can put aside my differences until the mission’s over,” Miranda said.

“Sure,” Jack said. “I’ll do my part. I’d hate to see her die before I get a chance to filet her myself.”

Jack turned to walk away and Shepard stuck her arm out. “You two going to be okay?”

Jack didn’t say anything and continued walking out, heading back down to her little basement area. She put her hands in her head as she grumbled and decided to do some push ups to cool off.