Tuesday, May 26, 2009

Best Laid Plans...

*Inara is shown pacing one of her training areas wearing a sports bra and sweats. From the way she's breathing hard and the hair plastered to her head it's apparent she's been working out for quite a while.*

I swear, the first time I visit the Gate in weeks and I nearly make a fool of myself in public, then I do make a fool of myself later.

*Growls in an almost feral manner as she kicks a large hanging bag*

Why did Verone have to do it before I got there? If he would have just waited... 5 minutes, I would have been there for the argument, seen Verone pull the gun, and prepared myself for it before it happened. *Shakes her head* No, I can't blame Verone... I don't know what the woman did to earn the shot, but Verone isn't someone to do something like that without cause.

But why did chance make him the only person I knew there? Why did he have to be the one to find me when I was... weak? *As she says the final word she punches a nearby wall, causing a sickening crunch to be heard* Then, why did he have to fucking offer to help me... even after I told him not to offer what he isn't willing to give? Was I not clear enough in what was wrong? Was the shaking, clingy-ness, and blushing not enough of a hint for his thick Gallente skull?

*Inara notices the blood starting to seep through the wrap on her hands and curses*

Then you factor in how this is going to set back convincing him, or rather having Kelsy convince him, that I don't want to steal either of them forever. It was already going to take quite some time, but now...

Thankfully, Reppy was awake when I got home and helped... calm me down. Spent quite some time just talking, touching, being close. By the stars, this shit is making me go soft. *grabs a bottle of water, takes a drink then starts unwrapping her hand. Once the wrap is off the disfigured shape of her knuckles is apparent, even from the distance the camera drone is at. After pouring the last half of the bottle over the wound, she taps a panel on the wall with her good hand.*

I should go get this checked properly... *glances at the panel again* I better get moving before the infirmary goes to morning shift, I like the night doctor better.

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