The soft winds of Ilium were playing in Jack's long, dark hair. Jack was still a couple of layers of sleep away from being awake, on some level registering Minara's hand sliding around and underneath her, gently parting her flesh and slipping a wet finger in between its folds. Jack raised her thigh to make it easier for Minara when a gentle jolt of static from the other girl's finger arced to her most sensitive place - and dissipated into thousand shards of pleasure...
'MMMmmmmm yes Minara...but how did you do it'
'Geth are unfamiliar with this designation. No database entry found. Define 'Minara'.'
Jack instantly woke up, to the uneven red light of the AI core – and a hand caressing her inner thigh. She looked back over her shoulder and smiled.
'Morning love'
'Morning Jack-beloved. Requesting information. Define 'Minara''
'A handful of ashes slowly descending to the ground after a full discharge of Kassa Armageddon IX close combat plasma array. Nothing. Nothing that matters and nothing that will ever matter.'
'Reliving past memories?'
'Yes. For all i know it probably had something to do with your ship control whatever thing being on a wrist mount' Jack grinned.
'Yes. A structural similarity to the handheld electronics in Vae...'
'NO. Stop. Or i will stop loving you. Don't mention that in my presence. I don't know where did you download it but it wasn't my datapad. FFS they had a made up asari playing a human for the second lead. Ewww. The production team. Tar. Feathers. Airlock.' Jack demonstratively clenched her fist. 'See, love, there's realism. There's fucking Vaenia. And there are the hundreds of billions of light years and the giant black hole in the centre of the galaxy between the two. If you really want me to, i'll fucking find something adequate for your studies of organics. Let me think...How about Logistic Base Delta, parts 1 through 15? Deal?'
The sirens went off and a tremor ran all along the hull of Normandy as she laid on a new course.
'All hands to combat deck' 'All hands to combat deck' 'All hands to combat deck' 'Yes that means you two, congrats from EDI' 'All hands to combat deck'
Jack and Legion quickly got their equipment together and ready. The final part of the operation had obviously begun but neither of the two seemed to be concerned (admittedly it would be hard for Legion to outwardly seem concerned but let that be). And when they entered the combat deck they involuntarily looked at each other –there was a fire dancing within their eyes unseen to anyone else...the cold, blue, ionised flame of the machine heaven that was now theirs.
