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At its docking port, a blue shuttle slipped outside from within and began a descent towards the planet below, rear thrusters shooting blue flames in its trail. For the first time in a long time, the ship would be without its fearless commander. Aboard, Miranda Lawson—now standing captain of the Normandy S2—marched through Mass effect miranda bdsm corridors, checking on what was left of the crew.

The doctor was in the med bay, Joker remained in the cockpit, and the cook was busy in the kitchen. Shepard had taken the majority of the rest of them with him; his mission was dangerous and its execution had to be flawless. He'd needed all the help he could get. Samara was still meditating somewhere on the crew deck, Thane was in his room, reading, and Grunt was checking Mass effect miranda bdsm cleaning his arsenal of firearms.

Miranda went to each of them and, though she was cordial enough, made it clear she was in charge now. They'd all consented easily enough, though Grunt pointed out he would have liked to been a part of the voting committee. She continued Mass effect miranda bdsm check up in the engine room, speaking briefly with the engineers and getting a full status report on the Normandy's condition.

EDI's voice sounded from an intercom and filled in the blanks the engineers couldn't fill. Would you like me to tell J-". Mass effect miranda bdsm descended the stairs to the darkest, quietest, part of the ship; the part where Jack naturally made her home. Below, the temperature dropped a few degrees; all the busy sounds of the ship fading above. Miranda could see the appeal of such a place, though Mass effect miranda bdsm all her time here would probably drive her nuts.

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In her hands was a datapad that she quickly shuffled to her side and tucked out of view when Miranda appeared. Mass effect miranda bdsm frowned; she knew this wasn't going to be easy.

I'm here to let you know that Shepard has left for Earth, and he's left me Mass effect miranda bdsm charge. You can address me as Commander Lawson, and-". The hell did he leave you in charge for, anyway? Mass effect miranda bdsm felt a flash of anger rinse over her. He doesn't know when he'll be back and until he is? You take orders from me. Let me know when Shepard- Commander Shepard returns. He's the only asshole I'll let tell me what to do. Miranda let out an agitated breath of air, pursed her lips, and almost just walked away.

She didn't want to deal with this. Then she thought of what Shepard would do and realized she had to deal with it. That's what commanders did. Jack slowly got to her feet, a sudden playful look in her eyes. Miranda clenched her fist and shook her head. You're out of Mass effect miranda bdsm, Jack! When the shuttle returns, I'm shipping you to Earth to be detained until Shepard Mass effect miranda bdsm. I don't want someone like you aboard when I'm in command.

Withholding suspicious material? Disorderly conduct with the potential of putting your crew's lives in danger? Yes, Jack. I'm having you arrested until Shepard returns. Just who the fuck do you think you are? Miranda shook her head disappointedly and turned to leave. Jack's hand fell on her shoulder and spun her back around.

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Jack cursed and grabbed Miranda's hair with one hand and threw a fist with the other. Miranda absorbed the swing with her body, pinned Jack's forearm between her body and arm, and spun. Jack flipped over her shoulder, crashing into the ground. Miranda reached to her ears quickly and snatched away her biotic amps. Jack's leg spun around as she was doing so, catching her in the backs of her ankles and dropping her to the floor as well.

Jack was thin and wiry and she was Mass effect miranda bdsm top of Miranda in seconds, but Miranda was stronger and better trained.

She used Jack's own momentum to flip her over her head, then sprung to her knees and lurched forward, grabbing at her ankles and dragging her closer. Jack tried to twist away, but Miranda anticipated the motion and twisted first, keeping Jack on her stomach. She crawled forward and straddled Jack's lower back, keeping her weight pinned at the center of Jack's gravity. Miranda grabbed it and forced it to the ground. Miranda looked around the room from her position on the floor. There was a steel cabinet a few feet away, and after some wrestling with Jack to inch closer to it, she got her fingertips on the handle and popped it open.

Standard supplies lined the shelves, including a bundle of rope on the floor of cabinet. Miranda grabbed it and began uncoiling.

Jack glanced back over her shoulder, teeth grit, eyes on fire with rage. Miranda twisted it until it angled back. She pinned it there with her knee, reached over, and caught Jack's other wrist. When they were together, she wound the rope around them horizontally and vertically, knotting it tightly with a knot she'd learned in Cerberus training.

Miranda looped the rope, lassoed Jack around the shoulders, and began wrapping her upper body, keeping her hands pinned firmly to the small of her back. Jack cursed and shouted and cursed some more, but Miranda kept working.

She tightened the ropes on Jack's body before sliding off her back and moved to her knees where she bound them the same as her wrists.

Finished, she spun and tied Jack's ankles the Mass effect miranda bdsm way. Finally, she used the remaining slack of rope to yank Jack's bound feet up into the air and secured them to her wrists, locking her into a tight hogtie. Jack thrashed around on the floor of the ship, but Miranda's rope work was solid and secure.

She couldn't move a muscle. I'm requesting they keep you restrained when I ship you to Earth. Jack pulled at her ropes again with no effect. It is urgent. Miranda stepped up beside him and read the report off the ship's main terminal screen. Shepard says everyone got out okay, but they have to lay low, and he thinks the ship is in danger. He thinks we've all been set up.

Shepard wants us to leave him and the crew on Earth until Mass effect miranda bdsm get straightened out. Miranda sighed, looking out into the darkness of space. An attack could come from anywhere, cripple the ship's systems, wipe out the shields Miranda stood and was about to leave when she remembered with a sinking feeling in her stomach her captive below deck. She sighed and put a hand to her forehead. Grunt had carried her hogtied body to Miranda's room and deposited her on the bed.

The Krogan hadn't even asked any questions, which Miranda wasn't sure to be thankful for or not, and had even ignored Jack's many, many insult and curses at him as she was carried. He'd left, the door sliding shut behind him, and Miranda went to work at her computer terminal. She had to scan all their previous emails and contacts with the client on Earth if she was going to try and link it back somewhere and find the traitor.

Jack wasn't making work easy. She wasn't sure if the headache coming on was from the fight in the engine room, the stress of the mission, or her captive's voice. For all I know, you're working with the people who set us up. Miranda sighed, and tried ignoring her, immediately regretting the decision to have her dragged up here. She should have let her suffer on the hard floor of Alina li anal pics engine room. You Cerberus fucks are all the same.

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