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wytchcroftInara Serra was often troubled by her conversations with Sheydra (and others) - they all seemed to end in the same ambiguous fashion... Oooh we're so jealous of you and your adventures with the space pirate...
Except also they clearly weren't.
Inara picked friends carefully; they all had claws, ai ya - they wouldn't get far in the 'verse without them -
but catty and bitchy were two companions left in the dust when Inara lit out for the black. Her friends were - her friends.
So when Sheydra pointed out that Inara's rent was often the only coin Serenity had on its ledgers... and that therefore it was her work as a Companion that kept them 'in the air', well, she were not being merely snide.
Inara herself had known this for a long time now and so had Mal.
"This whore is the only thing keeping your 'boat' floating!" she could recall yelling after one needling use of the W-word too many.
"Oh - is that so?" Mal had replied - equal parts amused and - not so much.
"Yes," Inara responded with the words that had haunted her during her connix chat with Sheydra, "fuel, air, light - in a word Mal, GAS. The money for which seems to come from me."
Sheydra saw no dishonesty in the role of Companion, no disguise, no pretence.
This was why the whole Serenity situation was such a muddy swamp that she wanted Inara to pull herself from.
And at least part of Inara knew the sense of that.
But Sheydra still saw Inara as someone with a future - with ambitions - with an opportunity for real power within the Guild and therefore the Core.
Inara was more interested in the here and the now.
But would it kill the here and now to say thank you just once?!
info: read this.
Except also they clearly weren't.
Inara picked friends carefully; they all had claws, ai ya - they wouldn't get far in the 'verse without them -
but catty and bitchy were two companions left in the dust when Inara lit out for the black. Her friends were - her friends.
So when Sheydra pointed out that Inara's rent was often the only coin Serenity had on its ledgers... and that therefore it was her work as a Companion that kept them 'in the air', well, she were not being merely snide.
Inara herself had known this for a long time now and so had Mal.
"This whore is the only thing keeping your 'boat' floating!" she could recall yelling after one needling use of the W-word too many.
"Oh - is that so?" Mal had replied - equal parts amused and - not so much.
"Yes," Inara responded with the words that had haunted her during her connix chat with Sheydra, "fuel, air, light - in a word Mal, GAS. The money for which seems to come from me."
Sheydra saw no dishonesty in the role of Companion, no disguise, no pretence.
This was why the whole Serenity situation was such a muddy swamp that she wanted Inara to pull herself from.
And at least part of Inara knew the sense of that.
But Sheydra still saw Inara as someone with a future - with ambitions - with an opportunity for real power within the Guild and therefore the Core.
Inara was more interested in the here and the now.
But would it kill the here and now to say thank you just once?!
info: read this.
