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[madrassa]

[The image clicks on and Inara is holding the camera behind her as she flees. What appear to be a pack of six unbelievably floppy, adorable, blood-soaked wolpertingers in pursuit of a panting, gasping subject. She sounds more than a little distressed.]

Hello? Hello? Please -- anyone. I'm heading for the nearest sign of civilization, and I pray, ah

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[youallneedme]

What in the Maker's name-

[ Now Garrett Hawke has seen some strange things in his time, but that is something new and entirely different and where did it come from and better yet why on earth was something so small and fluffy attacking? ]

Don't panic. Do you have a weapon on you? [ No, she most certainly didn't look like she did. Well, regardless. Garrett is on his feet and moving as fast as he's able. It's the right thing for a Champion to do, after all. ]

Don't worry, help is on the way.

[ And after help can come the explanations. ]

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[madrassa]

Th-Thank you-- I ah. [Her voice grew quiet. Mal and Jayne and apparently her dead friend Wash were admittedly on their way, but this one seemed more... experienced. Confident. If Mal tripped and got a concussion, at least she'd know there was someone else on the way.] My name is Inara Serra. Please -- what is your name?

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[zerosuitjill]

[...She's not even going to look surprised at that creature. She just speaks quickly.]

It's a long story-- [And while she did catch those feeds from Mal and the others, she'll offer, anyway.] Do you still need a hand?

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[madrassa]

[By this time, Inara is overwhelmed with gratitude. If this was hell, she had never been so lucky to be counted among these helpful, selfless people. Taking a deep breath, she manages a serene smile, and an even, sweet tone.] No, no, I think-- please don't put yourself out on account of my stupidity; there are plenty that I've already ensnared in my distress call. Thank you, honestly, thank you. If I require more assistance, I'll be in touch. What is your name? I'm Inara. Inara Serra.

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[zerosuitjill]

[Jill's smile is kind, and she stops where she was beginning to head out her own door, releasing her gun.] Don't worry about it. Everyone gets caught off guard once in a while, especially here.

[She nods at the intro.] Jill Valentine. Just arrived, then?

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[bufudynes]

Please, calm down. Do you require assistance?

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[madrassa]

No, I apologize for the interruption in the signal. I've managed to find a few in my crew to assist with the... issue. Thank you for the contact, however. May I ask your name?

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[bufudynes]

There's no reason for you to apologize. My name is Mitsuru Kirijo. Have you had your surroundings explained to you?

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[unveilings]

You're in hell, honey. Not all sunshine and daisies; horrors are most often involved, or so's the common theory.

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[madrassa]

[At this point, I'm going to assume Inara is safe and sound at some unnamed locale. Aside from an obvious exhaustion behind her eyes, she looks healthy and well. Her smile is tight for a moment before she allows herself a laugh.]

Really? Theory? Have you experienced these horrors firsthand? After my experience, I'm going to have to exchange theory for fact. Inara Serra, Companion on the planet Sihnon, House Madrassa. May I ask your name?

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[unveilings]

Not personally, but I've been around a long time and make a point to keep myself well-informed.

[ companion? interesting. she wonders what that means, exactly. ]

Queen Sophie-Anne Leclerq of Louisiana.

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[endtheblight]

....Beasties. Always with the beasties.

Hello? Do you need help?