royceclemens wrote...
She's not the center of her own universe.
That's why I love Uncle Royce - he sees the little things. Joining pirates, joining cultists, breaking every law you care to mention, no fixed sexual preference (at least pre-Shep - because in space - if not in a gritty fantasy universe - no-one can be anything other than straight), all this searching for answers, identity, a reason why everything had to be so massively f*cked up for her... Jack's a river looking for an ocean. A place to just be.
Chakwas's "place to stop" metaphore works here, because it's not Shep's uber-manliness, classic jawline, Mills and Boon "stallionlike manhood" (oh, how I've wanted to say something that cackle-inducing and bad-lit-florid about Shepard
Maybe it's because Liara and Tali just dissolve into so much cotton candy in their expression of affection? Jacob turns from a standup guy into a fumbling jackass. Thane suddenly loses his acceptance of mortality and blubbers. Legion tells poor lies (I stand by my assumption that "No data available" is geth for "I love you"
Jack will remain her abraisive, confrontational, rude and deadly self despite a liking for cuddles. She might be looking for the missing bits of her puzzle (and yes, another person to care about can be one of those pieces) but it by no means makes her needy. Being an angry square peg in a universe of round holes isn't all Jack is. Having a hole she fits in won't remove all those tattoos, all those scars or all that power. It'll just make her that bit more complete. And open up the possibility of evolution (as opposed to stagnation in a rinse-and-repeat cycle of swearing and kicking ass and inevitable transformation into Jason Statham





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