IM BACK, BITCHES

Timothy looked up at the woman and was hit with her oddness first, then he realized who it was that was standing before him, “Y- You’re a… You’re a Siren!” Timothy backed up slightly, Sirens didn’t have good history with Jack, and he knew they probably wouldn’t have a good reaction to someone who looked like him either.

And so when Maya called out to him over the frequency, he sat up in his chair, head resting in the palm of his town, “Afternoon to you too, Siren. How’s the planet treatin’ ya?”

A grimace touched Jack’s lips at the mention of the other Siren, but he couldn’t help but be intrigued about the Eridium, “It really works wonders. On all sorts of things, from what I’ve been told, honey.”

Narrowing in on her frequency, Jack brought up the views from the nearest camera satellites, watching as the skag turned away from her and onto its pack. A low whistle curled up from his chest at that, the CEO visibly impressed. He knew Maya’s powers were extraordinary- word of Sirens traveled fast, after all, but this? This was something entirely new.

“Well, honey, that was quite the show. Not just some old magic trick, huh? I bet that bitch would be scared if she saw what you can do.” Tapping his hands against his lips, Jack hummed, smirking thoughtfully, “Now, sweetheart, I must ask why you’re tellin’ me this? Not thinkin’ to scare me, I hope.”

     The corners of her azure-tinted lips turned slightly upward as she listened to his reply, “Not entirely. I've got a proposal for you, Jack. Since i’m sure by now you’ve narrowed in on my frequency enough to see where I am, so I’ll assume you’re at least getting an inkling of what i’m implying.” Maya now stood on a rocky cliff, overlooking one of Hyperion’s numerous mining facilities that had popped up all over Pandora within the past year or so. “Power like this needs to be sustained, so as much as I hate to say it, you have something I want. But to be fair, i’m going to get it, one way or another.” the Siren paused, glaring down at the various loaders and humans. Thinking about the way there were just milling about on the compound, completely unaware of the potential threat above.

     Twenty-seven years.

It was a pretty big number to Maya, once put into perspective. It was how long she’d been kept locked away. Deep within the confines of the Church in order to raise her into a life of penance and spiritual servitude. From the day she was born, it was all the woman knew. 

     ‘Fuck spiritual servitude’ Maya thought to herself with spite. She took a swig from the glass of whatever nameless alcohol she’d been served at the tavern she’d selected to stay at for the night. It had been roughly a week of living in this fashion, and her monetary reserves were all but running out. Yet it had also been a week since she’d finally gotten a chance to break away from the iron grip of the church. But it didn’t mean they weren’t still looking for her.

Jack paused, his voice taking a light tone as he chuckled, “No of course not kitten, I don’t waste good work, I’d easily go turn in those lot for 50 shillings if it came to it, because they aren’t of much use to me, expendable. You on the other hand, while dangerous and valuable, I trust you to protect yourself if any situation comes up.” Jack went on before shrugging, “all in all, so long as you don’t prove to be a waste of resources, then you’re all good.”

The pirate thought for a moment before walking back into his quarters with the door open, opening a wardrobe and searching through. It wasn’t long until he pulled out a uniform of similar color to his own, although it was noticeably smaller.

He walked back to her, holding the hanger of closes toward her.

“Here, while I’m quite glad you have your powers, I’d rather not anyone that passes the ship easily find out. Because while I won’t be ratting you out, many people will want to..” He paused with a frown, “What did you say your name was again?”