[There's just the sound of giggling for a full thirty seconds then the camera pans out and around a bit. There's an obscene amount of Chinese food sitting around. Inara is sitting on the couch looking more than a bit relaxed in a robe and long, silky nightgown.]I love Chinese food. I love Chinese food so much ( Read more... )

[The camera flickers on showing Inara just finishing getting dressed. The front of her gown is still gaping a bit as she does up the buttons in back. It clearly shows a:]

D

[on her collarbone. She notices the camera is on, jerks the dress up to cover the letter and rolls her eyes]

Sometimes I really do hate this place

[And she flips the camera ( Read more... )

As some of you might have guessed, I grew up fairly...pampered. I had nannies and servants. My father was involved in politics. My mother had been a companion when she was younger. I suppose that's why they sent me to the guild. I was never really allowed to be a child though and it took me years to realize that. I had to be pretty and polite and a ( Read more... )

[There's a moment where she can't do anything, can't remember anything, can't move and holy Buddha...can't breathe. She starts clawing up through loose packed dirt, lungs screaming and she doesn't want to die right now. She doesn't want to be buried alive and she doesn't want to go this way. What if she comes back as a cockroach? Just as her lungs ( Read more... )

[Inara is walking around the City. She has a package of Sharpie markers in a rainbow of colors and she randomly stops to write her name on things like the smooth bark of an Aspen tree or the wing of an angel statue. Occasionally her name is accompanied by a drawing. She doesn't appear to have any real destination but she is wholly absorbed in ( Read more... )