𝙎𝙏𝘼𝙍𝙏𝙀𝙍 𝘾𝘼𝙇𝙇 ⇢ @bi0tic
“𝑾𝑬 𝑪𝑨𝑵 𝑮𝑬𝑻 𝒀𝑶𝑼 settled in somewhere else, you know,” bright gaze sweeps the quiet, dark chamber, slender form leaning absently against the wall before she looks back to jack, “unless, of course, this is your top pick.” it’s quiet here, shepard thinks, more isolated than the rest of the ship. from the review of jack’s dossier, she suspects the woman before her with limbs laced with tattoos and piercings like sprawling ivy may prefer it that way. truthfully, shepard can’t blame her: silence has been a steady companion to her all these years.
“feel free to make your way around, meet the rest of the crew,” she adds and works a sore shoulder in its socket, wincing quietly, “we’re...sort of an odd bunch, but everyone here is the best at what they do.” her eyes gently lock with jack’s, followed by a small nod. she is beautiful, kira thinks, but it’s a savage kind of beauty, the sort informed by no opinion save her own. “it’s a good team, jack, and i’m glad you’re part of it.”
