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[ofcircusilksandtea-archive]

Strangeness & Charm || Inara & Asha

Asha couldn’t help but fidget with the hem of her sari as she made her way through the halls of the Companion House in which she’d so recently found herself. Only a few weeks had passed since her arrival from the circus, and already she’d begun to wonder if she’d made the right decision in leaving. So many of these people were so intelligent and so respected…she couldn’t help but wonder what they must think of her. No doubt many saw her as out of her depth. How could they not? It was clear her education left quite a bit to be desired, not to mention the scars. She’d done her best to cover them up, but she knew they would find out eventually. Her only hope was that she could prove them wrong– That she could impress them before they ever discovered her past. Shaking her head, the dancer cleared her thoughts. She’d been summoned by one of the senior companions for a tea ceremony– a common activiy here, she’d learned, but she’d come to believe they were merely held for clients. She wouldn’t argue, however. A good cup of tea would, at the very least, settle her nerves. Upon reaching the door, she hesitated before giving a light knock.

[serenitysinaraserra]

((But of course! And hi! ^_^ ))

Inara wouldn’t push the doctor for further explanation; she of all people knew the desire for privacy and didn’t wish to pry. She nodded instead, though she couldn’t help but wonder what the doctor could be suffering from, if it wasn’t a simple head ache. “I would offer you something to take the edge off the pain,” she said, smiling faintly, “but I’m sure your own stocks are more than sufficient.”

[doctoronserenity]

"Will you believe we ran out of aspirin a week ago?" Simon, foolishly thinking they could hold a while, decided not to restick until the stop aspirin could be purchased on, wherever that was. He pressed his fingers to each side of the bridge of his nose, cursing his optimism and whatever bad luck took advantage of opportunity. "The budget was tight, so I just didn't... Frankly, it doesn't matter. I can still function. It'll probably be gone after a nap and some quiet. Not even close to how bad it could be. I'm fine."

[bloodylittleberserker]

Isn't Mal mun at Columbia right now? Is he alright after the crash? Did something happen? I keep fearing the worst, Inara mun.

((Last I know, he got accepted to Cambridge? I don’t know what he decided on, but I know his gf is in France and he was contemplating going there because it would be closer. But he did mention that he was accepted to Columbia, and she was accepted somewhere in the states. So I don’t know about that. I do know he was fine after the crash—some rehab and rest saw him mended. But after that? I don’t know. He was chatting with a handful of us regularly, and then just…stopped. I don’t know.))

[bloodylittleberserker]

:o i think eric did mention that you two weren't seeing each other and sorted it out. maybe that's what the nonnie meant by affair? i guess the fandom started during the eventual kiss and he was bombarded with mail asking about the two of you. i remember him joking about braiding your hair (don't judge the level of obsession over long forgotten mails) omg or were you two really seeing each other?!

((Ooooh, okay. That makes much more sense. Yeah, I could see that carrying over beyond the characters, like I said before. And, oh, hey, no judgment here, I’ve just never been on the other end of a fandom XD. And no, sorry if it breaks the hearts of ‘Emric’ fans (still odd to me, lol), but we were not seeing each other. Though we did almost meet once. The car ride that resulted in his accident was a trip he took with his buddies. They were debating between going where they actually went and a trip to a city super close to me for a different event. He tried to convince them to come to the city close to me so we could all hang out for a bit, but that obviously didn’t happen. I was super sad.))

[bloodylittleberserker]

Lol Inara mun yes the Emric fandom exists. Mal mun aka senpai did clear up things about the whole affair and we respect that. But you two were too adorable to not be shipped.

(( O.O  ….people ship me…huh. And wait, when did Mal mun say anything about people shipping us to anyone? I don’t remember any kind of announcement…? *feels like she would remember that* And what affair? I’m so confused…I mean, no one was ever creepy about the shipping thing and it only came up, like, twice that I know of, so it never bothered me. But is there, like, some underground thing I don’t know about? Am I out of some kind of loop here?))

[bloodylittleberserker]

((Since we're doing shameless self-promotion with my Inara blog, go check it out and give me reasons to start writing her again! It's serenitysinaraserra, for those of you who may have missed it.))

[bloodylittleberserker]

Hey webuiltthepyramids suggested a Malnara fanfic by you on her blog and can I say it is perfection <3 Love it.

((Whaaaaaaat? [By fanfic, I’m assuming the old thread I had with the Mal in our group, the one that’s saved to serenitysinaraserra, Love and Other Mishaps?] Seriously though, I’ll have to go give them a hug for the boost! I’m still amazed that people come back to that thread, and that blog in general. Makes me really glad I could have such a positive, if small, impact on the Firefly fandom ^_^ ))

[serenityspublicrelations]

'Ooh, enclosed!'

Jayne smiled like a kid on Christmas, it was almost upon them anyways, as he looked down at the small crate he'd brought aboard. Addressed from home, from his Mama. It musta been somethin' good to demand a box big enough to hide River in. Scratching at his beard with one end of the crowbar he was toting, he kneeled down and jammed the tip of the crowbar underneath the cover in one movement. With a little wiggling, he had it far enough in to slam the other end downward and rip the top right off the box, falling a foot away onto the cargo bay floor. Placing the crowbar in his lap, Jayne sat down and reached inside and produced a enveloped letter.

Opening it carefully, he opened it and began reading aloud. "My dear boy, I hope these presents find you well. No, they are not all for you, before you start on that and get excited. There's new boots waiting at the bottom for you, probably a shine better then the ones you have now. And a piece of Birch just like you've been asking after. The others are for your crew. As always, thank you for the credits you send, they're a big help here on the farm. Mattie's up and about finally, beat the Damp-Lung good and proper. Your brothers are all doing fine, though Bola's getting into some trouble, just like you used to. Half tempted to send him out to you so you can set him straight. Enough of that though. I love you, Jayne. Take care of yourself. Your Mother."

Jaynes expression was a mixture of pleased and warmed, folding the letter back up and slipping it into his pocket before pulling the top most gift.