The omnitool lies on the floor where she smashed it but it doesn't seem damaged.
"Either read it, or do it properly," Zaeed says, not bothering to take a look at her while manipulating some controls.
"Fuck you," Jack mutters tiredly. She knows that the message is from Shepard, like the other ones before which she deleted without reading. He left me. Left me. What else is there to say?
And the merc is fucking annoying.
'Where are we going? she asked, and he replied just, 'nowhere in particular, or did you have any plans?'
No, she didn't, and still doesn't, not a clue. Sure, she could easily pick on what she had been doing before she was caught and sent to the Purgatory – join some gang, perhaps mercs or pirates, do some killing, get some coin, spend it on crack and fun, get some more, more blood…
She doesn't really want to, though. She feels too numb for that.
He left me. He left me.
She deleted all his messages without reading, and she is sorry for that
Angrily, she jerks her head. She didn't use to be so soft.
"Don't leave the fucking 'tool on the floor. Flush it down the toilet if you ain't gonna read it, but don't leave it around."
Cursing Zaeed again, she pulls the omnitool to her. She is not so soft so that she couldn't stand the sight of his fucking name, or is she?
It turns out, the message is not from Shepard, after all – or perhaps it is, in a way:
To: Jacqueline Nought.
From: The Systems Alliance, Admiral Steven Hackett.
A/N: The first chapter was for 1st May, and now we're back to the usual Sundaily schedule :-)