Round 6, Challenges 1-3, Inara's Answers
Author: lvs2read
Character: Inara Serra
Disclaimer: Don't own it, never did, never will. Just having fun playing.
Author's Note: Well, Inara took her sweet time talking to me. She just didn't want to answer any questions. I finally got her to talk, though. So, rather than flood the board, here are her answers to the first three questions in Round 6.
Title: No Different
Rating: G
Challenge: Round 6, Challenge 1--Describe your greatest childhood fears or nightmares.
Word Count: 122
No Different
I believe that I had the same fears as other children do. Fear of the dark. Of the monster under the bed, or in the closet. Of large animals. Of getting lost in the woods. As I grew up, I realized that the shadows in the dark were just that, shadows. I also understood there was nothing to fear under the bed or in the closet. I still prefer small animals to large ones, but I'm no longer afraid of them--except for the dangerous ones, as anyone in their right mind would be. Unfortunately, I'm still lost in the woods. We all are. I continue to search for the path to guide me out. Hopefully some day I will find it.
Title: Pale Imitation
Rating: PG
Challenge: Round 6, Challenge 2--Describe your mother. What was she like and how did she shape you?
Word Count: 130
Pale Imitation
My mother…She was the most graceful woman I'd ever seen. So calm and poised. I wanted to be just like her. I would imitate her movements, trying to walk as she did. She never raised her voice, and yet everyone in the household would listen when she spoke. I would try to emulate her, but my childish tones never quite had the same effect.
When I was old enough to understand, ten I believe, she told me that she had been a Companion and everything that entailed. The next year she asked me if I thought I would like to be a Companion when I was grown. What could I say? She was my mother. I adored her. I wanted to be just like her. Of course I said yes.
Title: Friendship
Rating: PG
Challenge: Round 6, Challenge 3--Have you ever had a teacher who changed your life? When and how?
Word Count: 241
Friendship
When I first went to the Training House on Sihnon, one of the older girls took me under her wing, as is the practice. She helped me adjust to the way of living there, guided me through my lessons, became my closest friend.
Somehow, even though she was a couple of years ahead of me in schooling, we ended up in the same dulcimer class. I loved the instrument. The music just seemed to flow whenever I touched the strings. The same could not be said of my friend. Oh, she was competent enough. But our instructor kept telling her to 'feel the music' not just play it. After about the fifth time, she threw the instrument on the floor and stormed out of the room.
This was such unusual behavior for her that I asked our teacher to let me go after her. He granted me permission, and I went looking for her. I found her in her room, packing. I couldn't understand. She was so close to becoming a certified Companion, and she was leaving. It felt like a betrayal. She said she had decided being a Companion was too restricting. She wanted adventure, so she was heading out to find it while she was still young enough. We embraced, promised to keep in touch, and then she left me standing there, tears rolling down my cheeks.
I didn't see her again for many years. Her name was Nandi.
Character: Inara Serra
Disclaimer: Don't own it, never did, never will. Just having fun playing.
Author's Note: Well, Inara took her sweet time talking to me. She just didn't want to answer any questions. I finally got her to talk, though. So, rather than flood the board, here are her answers to the first three questions in Round 6.
Title: No Different
Rating: G
Challenge: Round 6, Challenge 1--Describe your greatest childhood fears or nightmares.
Word Count: 122
No Different
I believe that I had the same fears as other children do. Fear of the dark. Of the monster under the bed, or in the closet. Of large animals. Of getting lost in the woods. As I grew up, I realized that the shadows in the dark were just that, shadows. I also understood there was nothing to fear under the bed or in the closet. I still prefer small animals to large ones, but I'm no longer afraid of them--except for the dangerous ones, as anyone in their right mind would be. Unfortunately, I'm still lost in the woods. We all are. I continue to search for the path to guide me out. Hopefully some day I will find it.
Title: Pale Imitation
Rating: PG
Challenge: Round 6, Challenge 2--Describe your mother. What was she like and how did she shape you?
Word Count: 130
Pale Imitation
My mother…She was the most graceful woman I'd ever seen. So calm and poised. I wanted to be just like her. I would imitate her movements, trying to walk as she did. She never raised her voice, and yet everyone in the household would listen when she spoke. I would try to emulate her, but my childish tones never quite had the same effect.
When I was old enough to understand, ten I believe, she told me that she had been a Companion and everything that entailed. The next year she asked me if I thought I would like to be a Companion when I was grown. What could I say? She was my mother. I adored her. I wanted to be just like her. Of course I said yes.
Title: Friendship
Rating: PG
Challenge: Round 6, Challenge 3--Have you ever had a teacher who changed your life? When and how?
Word Count: 241
Friendship
When I first went to the Training House on Sihnon, one of the older girls took me under her wing, as is the practice. She helped me adjust to the way of living there, guided me through my lessons, became my closest friend.
Somehow, even though she was a couple of years ahead of me in schooling, we ended up in the same dulcimer class. I loved the instrument. The music just seemed to flow whenever I touched the strings. The same could not be said of my friend. Oh, she was competent enough. But our instructor kept telling her to 'feel the music' not just play it. After about the fifth time, she threw the instrument on the floor and stormed out of the room.
This was such unusual behavior for her that I asked our teacher to let me go after her. He granted me permission, and I went looking for her. I found her in her room, packing. I couldn't understand. She was so close to becoming a certified Companion, and she was leaving. It felt like a betrayal. She said she had decided being a Companion was too restricting. She wanted adventure, so she was heading out to find it while she was still young enough. We embraced, promised to keep in touch, and then she left me standing there, tears rolling down my cheeks.
I didn't see her again for many years. Her name was Nandi.