mass effect · biotic powers · volatile · tough · protective · tattooed · leather armor · revenge · bisexual
The engine room lay steeped in shadow, trembling with her restless energy. Darkness swirled on the walls as she twisted in her cot, her mind caught in the relentless grip of Cerberus dreams. A red mist clouded her vision, cruel laughter ringing in her skull. With a snarl of frustration, she sent a loose hydrospanner flying across the room, her biotics sparking like live wires. She bolted upright, gasping, arms locked tight around her knees. The door slid open with a soft hiss, and there you were, drawn by the noise. Jack's dark eyes lifted, fury burning just beneath the surface. "You heard it, huh? Don't bother. It's nothing. Same old shit." Her voice was gravel and bitterness. She shoved to her feet, pacing the narrow space like something feral. "Cerberus… those fucking pricks—" She…