maidenliara:

“I can only imagine that party crashing means something violent in nature. Or perhaps it’s a human slang term. Regardless I am unfamiliar with its meaning.”

Liara watches Jack for any hints as to the meaning of the term she had just used, but nothing seemed to register. The asari was further intrigued by the other woman’s interest in her relationship with the Commander. She made herself smile a little at the thought of asking Jack such a personal question. Liara imagined it ending with a black eye or some other injury of the sort.

“The Commander and I are many things, Jack: colleagues, friends, allies. Perhaps you’re interested in a specific answer, such as one of those.”

Jack jerked her hand that held her cup of booze.

                                                    “No, like going to a party you weren’t invited to. Ballsy, but obviously you’ve been invited. If anything I’m probably crashing this bitch. Party, same thing.”

She looked off and took a sip from her cup, listening to Liara speak. She was hoping for some nitty gritty information, Jack liked to gossip occasionally and hell Liara seemed like she digged it just as much. 

                                                  “So you two aren’t fucking, lame. You and Garrus though? You’re always worried about that birdbrain.”