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#3. GOODBYE
she tries not to let the tears fall as she collects his body from the vault. nisha was so goddamn in love with jack—she really thought jack stood a c h a n c e against the vault hunters. but it was six against one. the odds were really not in his favour—no matter how much nisha wanted to BELIEVE they were.
she feels too hot, and the lump in her throat feels like it’s suffocating her as nisha’s legs walk further towards the vault. towards his body left there. the sheriff feels like she’s walking on jelly, her legs wanting nothing more than to COLLAPSE with each closer step to what remains of handsome jack.
finally she D R O P S, knees hitting the stone by his body as a shuttered s o b rips from mulberry lips. “ you... goddamn idiot. “ she growls it, eyes clenched shut tightly as she reaches to roll him onto his back—ANGER filling her entire body at the sight of his mask. and the fact that it’s g o n e. “ those filthy fucking vault hunters. “ she wants to blow every last one of them to smithereens, and to throttle the life out of them ONE BY ONE. the mask was special—and they just... they took it as a TROPHY of some sort. the lawbringer is absolutely fucking livid, her grief pushed away only momentarily.
but the MOURNING comes back in waves when she looks at his body again, wet tears slowly making their way down her warm cheeks. shaky fingers reach to touch his cheek—and nisha thinks this is the most emotion she’s shown in Y E A R S. she moves to press a kiss to his forehead—the skin starting to cool, but a hint of warmthness still remains. probably from the heat of the vault—for there isn’t a speck of life left in handsome jack. “ you didn’t even give me a proper goodbye this morning, jack. “ nisha’s speaking out loud, even though she knows he can’t hear her—but she has things to fucking say, dammit. a wet laugh, getting up to her feet on numb legs.
“ i really thought you’d win this... but you were outnumbered, and i think somewhere you knew you weren’t gonna win... “ nisha shakes her head—hardens her gaze a bit as she looks down at jack. “ so much fro wishful thinking, huh... “ she leans down, fingers curling around his body as she attempts to lift him. the d e a d weight is too much, and she has to steel herself to finally get him to his feet. she only has to get him to the fast travel station waiting outside the vault—and then to lynchwood. that’s all she needs to do. she REFUSES to let his body rot away here at the vault—and she sure as hell doesn’t trust whatever hyperion may do with him.
