Ok, time to get a little serious...
Meanwhile, below Engineering...
Jack lies on her cot, arms wrapped around her pillow. As she dozes something prickles in the back of her mind, a sense of something wrong. She's had this feeling before, and dim, black memories of abuses and violations crawl like ants over her subconcious. Her eyes knot tighter closed and her head shakes a little. Hands on her. Don't touch me. No... there's someone in the room! Jack wakens carefully, hand going slowly for her pistol. She stays as still as she can. Can't give the game away... wait, this is the Normandy... no-one here would harm her... she considers her position, her fingertips brushing the Predator's grip.Jack: You're getting sloppy, Sneaky... I can hear you breathing.
Tali: It's me, Jack.
Jack: (sighing) Go away, Fishbowl.
Tali: Jack, we need to talk.
Jack: Look, I never meant anything with all the touching sh*t, ok? I was just f*cking with your head. Even if you wanna play now, I don't, ok?
Tali: (sullen) It's not that... I want to talk about Shepard.
Jack rolls over finally, leaving the gun where it lies. She looks at Tali; sat on the crates opposite her, head bowed, shoulders sagging. Something's wrong...Jack: Shepard?
F*ck, go talk to Garrus about that sh*t. I got nothin' to say about him...
Tali: (wounded) I do! I... I told him, ok? Told him how I feel...
Jack looks at the quarian's crushed posture and a guilty frown flitters over her face. Jack: That's nothing to do with me, Fishbowl.
Tali: It is! He doesn't feel the same way!
Jack: How's that my friggin' fault?
Tali: (on the verge of tears) Because he wants you, Jack!
Tali's voice sinks away from being so close to breaking, becoming a quiet little murmur.Tali: He wants you... ok?
You.
Jack rolls into a seated position. She looks up at the quarian's facemask, trying to read an expression there but seeing nothing but silvery reflective eyes. Jack: He said this to you?
Tali: Yes.
Jack: F*ck...
Tali laughs mirthlessly.Tali: Exactly.
Jack: What do you want me to say? I'm sorry?
Tali: No. You wouldn't mean it for starters.
Jack: Oh, you know me that well, huh Fishbowl?
Tali: (suddenly angry) Tali! My name is
Tali!
Jack: Whoa... ok, wind it in there, Tali. Whatever he said, it ain't my fault, ok?
Tali: Why you, though? Why you?
Jack: You think I can explain that? It confuses the hell outta me why he'd want to come down here so much...
Tali: (bitterly) You've no idea how long I've thought about him... I thought after Horizon that everything between him and Officer Williams was over... I thought that maybe...
Jack: He'd finally see what he was missing?
Tali: (quietly) Yes...
Jack: Maybe he doesn't like nice girls?
Tali: Stop it! Don't make fun of me!
Jack: Hey, if it means that much to you...
Jack takes the gun out from under her pillow. Tali visibly fliches as Jack arms the gun, then looks bemused as Jack pushes the weapon into her hands. Jack points Tali's hands at her, aiming the Predator at the middle of her chest.Jack: ... then take me out. It'll be easy. Just give the trigger a squeeze and everything's ok again, huh? Come on, you'd be doing us all a favour here. All I'm gonna do is wind up killing him sooner or later, this way, everyone's happy... come on,
you can say I attacked you. No-one's gonna blame you. I'm a f*cking murderer, aren't I? I'm not worth it... so, do it. You know you want to...
The gun trembles in Tali's hands.Jack: F*ck, are you so weak I have to pull the trigger for you too? What chance did you ever have with him, huh Fishbowl? Come on, do it. You think I want this sh*t? You're
saving him. You're saving
me. Just... just f*cking do it. Do it! DO IT!
Tali sobs and drops the gun to the floor.Jack: Sh*t... can't even make you hate me, can I?
Jack sinks back onto the bed and bangs the back of her head on the wall a couple of times.Tali: (voice wavering) Sorry.
Jack: Hey, f*ck it. If I wanted out that bad I could just eat that thing myself...
Tali: You like him, don't you?
Jack: Yeah.
Tali: Why you, though?
Jack: Believe me, I've tried to figure it out... first I thought he was playin' me, then I thought he just felt sorry for me, and nobody wants that sh*t... now I... I like it. I get f*cking nervous about him coming down here. That ain't me... he's... he's screwing my head up and makin' me
soft... and that sh*t'll kill you faster than a bullet, but I
like it. I f*ckin'
want it. You think that doesn't scare the ****** outta me, Tali? 'Cause it does. I mean... how could I compare to you, or the cheerleader, or that stupid b*tch that takes all Shepard's messages?
Tali: You don't.
Jack: Tell me about it.
Tali: You look like a criminal.
Jack: Am one.
Tali: You walk about practically naked.
Jack: Don't wear underwear either.
Tali: And you stink.
Jack smirks and sniffs at one of her armpits theatrically.Jack: Wow, you can get that in your suit? I dunno... never bothered me. Maybe he likes a woman that smells like a guy?
Tali can't help but chuckle a little.Tali: I don't hate you, Jack, I... I just feel...
Jack: Cheated?
Tali: Yes.
Jack: I didn't ask for this, ok? F*ck knows how many times I've tried to scare his ass outta here. Like a varren with a friggin' bone he keeps coming back...
Tali: When he wants something, he tends to get it.
Jack: Even me?
Tali: Even you...
Jack: Well, I'm getting tired... I might just stop running away. F*ck. I don't
wanna run from him. You've no f*cking idea how much this sh*t scares me... I don't wanna screw up. I've done it before and believe me, that hurts worse than finding out some guy just wants to be your friend.
Tali: You mean someone actually liked you?
Jack: I'll tell you about it sometime, maybe.
Tali nods, Jack leans forward again to stare up at Tali's face.Jack: How the hell do you dry your eyes with that sh*t on?
Tali: Heh... practice.
Jack: (seriously) I'll try not to hurt him, ok?
Tali: You'd better.
Jack: Hey, he might even come to his senses tomorrow...
Tali: I'm sorry I came down here. I...
Jack: Forget it. You did what you had to. If it means anything, I'm sorry, ok?
Tali stands up and touches her brow.Tali: Don't be.
Tali walks towards the stairs and stops to look back at Jack.Jack: Seeya later, Fishbowl.
Tali: Goodnight Jack.
Tali mounts the stairs and moves out of sight. Jack scoops up the gun from the floor, disarms it, puts it back in her cot. She lies down in silence, stares at the ceiling for a few moments, before finally taking hold of her pillow in her arms again. She curls up in a ball, mashing the pillow against her, eyes screwed shut, teeth gritted, desperately trying to hold in the tears fighting to get out...
Modifié par Mondo47, 21 juillet 2010 - 04:50 .