Fed Up
It was coming up to 3 months of being in lockdown. Shepard was on the verge of planning a break out; she couldn't believe how long it was taking. Every day she got word about the defense committee and what they were debating. They had actually set up some defense around Earth. Shepard's claims were finally getting through to them.
But it wasn't enough. A few ships wouldn't stop the Reaper invasion. They needed all the species and all their ships to even have a chance at defeating the Reapers. But Shepard knew the committee wouldn't go that far; not yet anyway.
The walls of Shepard's room felt like they were closing in around her. She was fed up, restless and of all things, bored out of her mind. Breaking out didn't seem like such a bad idea.