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"Move move move!"

There were biotics everywhere. And most of Kaidan's squad-- well, they were soldiers, not biotics. But he didn't have time to stand around the cargo hold waiting for his men to get back up on their feet after a throw or a pull knocked them off their feet.

Chairman Burns was in here somewhere, and if Kaidan knew terrorists... well, his clock must've started ticking the moment they burst into the ship.

So screw it.

He grabbed the soldier closest to him (Kootra, his name was. He thought.) and dragged him through the chaos, ducking his head as pistol shots blew past him.

He spotted the door a second later. "There," he snapped, tossing one biotic out of the way with a quick throw before rushing the door. The man landed somewhere against a bunch of containers-- Kaidan wasn't looking.

Kootra slammed the door button and it slid open in front of him. Kaidan raised his M-8 and pushed on through-- to come face to face with a couple of really surprised-looking biotics, and Chairman Burns's panicked expression.

For a moment, time stood still. Their panicked but determined eyes. Burns's face. The lone gun one of the biotics was holding.

Kaidan waited for Shepard to say something.

And then realized it wasn't gonna happen.

"Put down the gun," he said.

"How about not," the man with his gun to Burns's head said. "Force is the only way to get something done in this universe-- so how about I kill Chairman Burns and finish this charade?"

"Please! I was trying to help you people!" That was Burns. Kaidan tried not to flinch at the phrasing-- you people?

"Look," Kaidan said, groping desperately for... something. What would Shepard have said? Except he wasn't Shepard. "I'm a biotic. I know how important this is, and I know it's not gonna help anyone if you do this."

"Why not?" the man spat back. "Since the chairman here decided we weren't going to get reparations, we've got nothing left to live for!"

"Are you hearing yourself?" Kaidan replied, trying really hard to keep his voice calm. "I'm an L2. But I'm not about to give up just because of the side-effects. And this is giving up."

"I've changed my mind!" Burns's voice was starting to do something funny there. "Seeing you all here--"

"You had your chance," the biotic snapped, but Kaidan could tell by the darting of his eyes that he was thinking. Thinking was good. "You know some of us are crippled by the side-effects?" He glanced up at Kaidan. "You're one of the functional ones."

Kaidan took a deep breath. "You need Burns," he said, "If you shoot him now, he can't push through the reparations bill. And I can tell you that whoever replaces him isn't going to be happy with how this ended."

"Please."

"And we're supposed to trust you?" the man snarled at Burns. He glanced back up at Kaidan. "You promise us freedom and you'll tell us everything will be fine, and as soon as we surrender, you'll double-cross us..."

"I'm not saying the Alliance isn't going to book you when we're done here," Kaidan said. "But Burns... I don't know, he sounds like he might want to take another look."

"I had no idea the L2 biotics were this desperate," Burns said, staring at the floor. "Reparations will come. For whatever it's worth, I promise that."

There was a long silence.

The biotic lowered his gun.

Kaidan breathed.

"You're right," the biotic said. "I don't want to die. I surrender."

Burns got up to his feet. His knees were scuffed, but otherwise, he seemed okay. "I promise," he said again, "I'll see that the reparations discussion is reopened."

"And I'll see that he keeps to it," Kaidan said, lowering his own gun. "We'll be sending a cruiser by to pick up the prisoners, too."

Well. That could have gone worse.

---

Debriefings took a long time, and by the time Kaidan finally got to his portal and made the long trek back onto the island, he was exhausted. He pushed open the door and took a beeline for the couch, on which he collapsed.

He was just gonna lay here and read a book for a while. Once the residual adrenaline finally left him, he'd crash out.

[[ la la la. some dialogue taken from the mission UNC: Hostage from the original Mass Effect. Can be open. ]]

Date: 2012-11-01 07:07 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: (Default)
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"It's not that I think the ends justify the means," Jack said slowly. "But I do sympathize with extreme steps, sometimes. Preferably ones that don't get anyone killed."

Date: 2012-11-01 07:34 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([neu] pacing)
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"Probably not," Jack agreed. "It might make a few people frightened into leaving you alone, but..."

He sighed, sat down. "This is why I want to do supernatural rights law," he said. "There have to be some worlds where everyone just gets along, but I haven't found any of them yet. It's all -- hiding and fear."

Date: 2012-11-01 08:19 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([neu] distinctly intrigued)
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"In a way?" Jack said, shrugging a little. "There are vampires and magic, and we've always known about those. But there aren't a lot of lawyers who take them on as clients, let alone who specialize in it. Most regular people try to stay away from the entire mess."

But of course, Jack had never been regular.

"Do you have anybody working for Biotic rights?"

Date: 2012-11-01 09:43 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([neu] walking away)
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"I would think," Jack said wistfully, "that biotic war heroes might make some kind of a difference. But you're right, it always takes time."

Date: 2012-11-02 01:05 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([neg] arrogant)
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"Her world's terrible about the whole thing," Jack put in. "She's convinced she'd be expelled if not murdered if people knew what she was, and from what I've seen of it she may be right. I honestly don't know why she insists on going back. Pride, mostly."
Edited Date: 2012-11-02 01:05 pm (UTC)

Date: 2012-11-02 01:20 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([neu] intense in tan)
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"True," Jack said thoughtfully. "Sometimes I default to running, but you're right -- it doesn't fix anything but your immediate situation."

Date: 2012-11-02 01:26 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([neu] lazy)
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"I'll tell her you said that," Jack said, laughing a bit. "God knows she's heard enough of me hinting about the other thing."

He still thought running would not be an entirely stupid move on Emma's part, but he saw the other side of it a bit more clearly.

Date: 2012-11-02 01:39 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([neu] watching with interest)
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Jack started a bit at the relatively abrupt subject change, and it took him a moment to find the best way to phrase his answer. If Kaidan was interested, he'd get a more complete response than Jack generally gave.

"He took me in when I was a servant," he finally said. "I was seven when we met. I call him my guardian, but we had over a dozen years together. It turned into quite a bit more than 'guardian' implies. Anyhow, he was a vampire, a detective, and the best person I've ever known."

Date: 2012-11-02 01:54 pm (UTC)
bitten_notshy: ([pos] grinning in B&W)
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"And a good one," Jack said, with some pride. "People at home said Sherlock Holmes was based on him, though given how popular those stories are in other worlds I'm less convinced of it."

Date: 2012-11-02 02:46 pm (UTC)
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"I always thought it was what I was going to do with my life, and I'm a quick study when I want to be," Jack said -- not bragging, but stating a fact. "So yes, sometimes it leaks out and makes me want to be ... a bit too helpful."

Date: 2012-11-02 03:42 pm (UTC)
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"Not usually," Jack agreed, watching the tapping. "Remind you of something?"

Date: 2012-11-02 03:59 pm (UTC)
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"He did. I like being useful, and I could do things he couldn't," Jack answered easily. "He wasn't much for travel in the daytime, for example."

Loyalty kept him from pointing out his other major strength -- by the time he was 13, he was much better at infiltrating social circles and collecting confidences than Sebastien ever was.

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