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Thread: The New Kid

he smiled a little and nodded. i'll take some before i go to bed. he promised her, ice-pack still firmly held to his eye. and i can't help but to react to it. i was raised to be a gentleman, and gentlemen do not allow Brats to go around insulting women at every turn. he stated with a sniff, as if that explained everything... maybe to him, it did. you don't bruise easily? he asked, astonished. maybe that's why they knock you around so much, they don't realize how badly their hurting you... he muttered, clearly worried about her before wincing. i don't have time for Clubs... he admitted simply. i garden in the little free time that i have... he admitted softly, studying her, hoping she wouldn't ask why he was so busy when he never went anywhere but to school. no. no tutoring today i think. i don't have any math homework anyway. he assured her, smiling again as he shook his head. everyone sweats Ruth. he teased, smiling at her before scowling a little. Ruth... your parents.. their not... mean, to you.. are they? he asked, a strange note to his voice. he was asking her if they ever hit her, or called her names, he wanted to know if they where abusive... she always acted strange when she spoke of her parents and it set Eric's fur on edge. thanks Ruth, for fixing me up. he chirped at her, watching her leave, an then watching her go home with a small sigh. he intended on staying up tonight, to see the Parents come home, to see what happened... hopefully the curtains would still be open so he could see inside, if not, he'd creep closer to her house and listen in... just to make sure Ruth was safe... there was just something about her that demanded he protect her.
Thread: Not a power in the 'verse (Morell & KC)

It was the same argument they had every few weeks. Inara worked on core worlds, whereas much of Mal's 'business' saw him pottering around the border planets. When Inara first rented her shuttle, Mal had spent far more time on core worlds but now that they were harbouring Simon and his sister, core worlds were a risk. Inara spent little of what she earned and didn't need to contract frequently with clients but her nest egg of credits was dwindling, not least because Mal often came to her when the crew were on the point of starving to death. It was clear he hated taking money that she'd earned on her back and always repaid her as soon as he could. This time however, their argument had got more heated. Mal had told her to 'shut up or ship out.' Inara had raised an eyebrow and replied that it would probably be another month before she was within orbit of civilization. Rashly, Mal had re-routed them straight to Persephone. Now she sat before her monitor, scrolling through suitors who all wished to make her their personal companion. Inara had decided that after her time on board the really poorly named Serenity, she needed some security and stability. For a companion that meant becoming exclusive to one rich client. She knew Mal could access her screen and see what she was up to but Inara was past caring. Let him see what men were willing to pay in order to have her living with them. Lian had left her another message. The son of a business magnate, he was too busy building his empire to bother with marriage or children. What he offered Inara was staggering and included her own property a short distance from his. He was charming, if a little possessive and controlling. Inara was confident that she could handle him. A soft sound behind her made Inara turn, Kaylee was creeping into her shuttle. Can't hardly believe you're alive. She said. Mal's got a face on him like a dog chewing a wasp. We had a disagreement. Inara said neutrally. I'm leaving when we reach Persephone. Ah, so that's it. Mal damn near broke the ship in half swinging it around. Wash won't soon forgive him and nor will I. But you can't leave. You and he... Inara everyone can see that- Everyone can see that he's impossible. All I do is anger him. You know his opinion of companions. There is nothing here for me. Inara switched off her monitor and rose, forcing a smile. Let me do something with your hair Kaylee, it will soothe us both.
Thread: Not a power in the 'verse (Morell & KC)

Zoe once we're close enough, I want you to look for a job for us. We didn't fly this gorram far out of our way just to drop Her Highness off. Try to keep it easy. We don't need no Alliance trouble this close to the core. Mal spoke to Zoe as he stepped lively down a corridor heading to Kaylee's quarters. Yessir, do you want to use one of our normal customers? Zoe asked, walking quickly to keep pace with him. Use your judgement, just make sure the cargo can be hidden or otherwise easily explained. I don't reckon I care who it is, just make sure there's no trouble. He reiterated. Aye Aye, sir. Zoe sighed and turned to go about her duties. Mal reached Kaylee's room. The door was open but she wasn't there. He had already checked the engine room. There was only one other place she could be. He felt his eyebrow twitch. He was hoping he wouldn't have to see 'Her' again until she was asking permission to leave his ship. Inara was carefully tending to Kaylee's hair when Mal walked in. It's not enough you put the entire crew's schedule behind but you feel the need to take my mechanic from her duties? He spoke to Inara with a glare. He didn't even wait for an answer, still staring at Inara he adressed Kaylee. Kaylee, we'll be in Persephone soon. I need you to get with Wash and find out what parts you need for Serenity. I don't 'tend to stay much longer than we need. He could see Kaylee looking back and forth between him and Inara. But Cap- Go on, now. You still work for me, right? Or are you abandoning ship, too? He flashed a half-smile at Inara as Kaylee got up and left the room with a huff. Now, if you'll excuse me, Miss, I got things need tending to. Prepare to enter orbit. I think you'll find the men on this planet very... accepting of someone like yourself. He winked at her as he turned to walk out of her shuttle.
Thread: Not a power in the 'verse (Morell & KC)

Inara glared at Mal as he burst onto her shuttle and demanded his mechanic back. Kaylee, as always, hastened to appease him but Inara wasn't so easily cowed. She tossed down her hairbrush as Mal sneered at her about the men on Persephone, seeking to mitigate the disgusted tone of his voice with a jaunty wink. It didn't work. Inara heard the revulsion in his words and it lacerated her heart. Like so many times before, her defensive reaction was to harden it towards him. Mal. She spoke the words with enough volume and authority to give him pause. I pay for this shuttle well in advance, from the proceeds of my perfectly legitimate profession . At the rate you're making Wash burn fuel, by the time we make Persephone I'll be owed a refund of about half my last payment to you, in addition my security deposit. In the meantime this remains my shuttle, bought and paid for, just like me . You do not barge in here whenever one of your crew goes missing. Kaylee has had precious little downtime since your last... job... and now you've literally thrown a 180 on her. I'd advise you to linger on Persephone long enough for everyone to have a little shore leave, instead of shipping straight out just to prove some kind of point. I assume that you do have a point? She moved towards him with slow, deliberate steps the gliding, hip-swaying gait of a trained companion that turned every red-blooded man's mind to mush. Mal's mouth opened but he couldn't get any words out just at that moment, despite his obvious indignation. Inara moved dangerously close to him, knowing that he would smell the expensive perfume rising from her warm skin. She brushed a thumb gently across his furrowed brow, dropping her voice to a low, sultry purr. You need a break yourself Mal, before you run your long-suffering crew into the ground. You're so tense. Her hand moved from his forehead to his shoulder. She knew she wasn't playing fair but then neither was he. Inara squeezed his shoulder, caressing it gently, her beautifully uplifted, satin covered tits positioned directly under his nose. She leaned forwards tentatively, as though to kiss him, only feinting sideways at the last instant to bring her dark red lips to his ear. I'm sure you'll find plenty of women on this planet who are within your price range. For the sake of your crew's wellbeing I strongly suggest that you do.
Thread: Not a power in the 'verse (Morell & KC)

Inara simply shook her head and watched him go. She knew it was all bluster but even so the words still smarted. The thought of him rutting with some low rent whore just repulsed her. The last of Inara's doubts crystallised into hardened resolve. She walked straight to her monitor and strapped herself in for landing. Pasting a brilliant smile onto her face, she tapped at the screen until Lian appeared. Inara, I had hoped to hear from you. Noble Lian, I have the great pleasure of informing you that your application has been accepted. I would be honoured to contract with you indefinitely. I am just entering orbit. A short while later a small army of Lian's employees trooped through Serenity to remove Inara's things from the shuttle. In order to impress him, she was wearing a sheer confection of deep red silk, shot through with gold oriental embroidery. Her hair was curled and piled loosely on her head and her make-up was dark and sultry. A lackey of Lian's insisted on holding a parasol above Inara's head as she said farewell to Mal and got the credits she was owed from him. They were both too stubborn for any pretence of well-wishing, they just went their separate ways. Inara was driven to her hew property and handed the deeds in her own name. It was a beautiful penthouse apartment that looked out over the city, decorated in oriental silver and jade green. A young woman introduced herself as Jiao, her personal assistant. It is Lian's wish that you refresh yourself here and inspect your new accommodation. He has made dinner reservations at Shulin, the best and most exclusive of his restaurants. Inara was already shower fresh and looking her best and supervising while others unpacked her things was hardly arduous. In the end Inara allowed Jiao to make some tea and ordered the girl to sit and drink with her. If she had hoped for a little gossip about Lian, she was disappointed. Jiao was utterly devoted to her employer Inara was a little irritated that Lian hadn't troubled to come and meet her himself. The way he had already organised everything made Inara feel powerless, something she had rarely felt and did not like. There was an ache deep in her gut for Serenity, her crew and for Mal. Now he wasn't under her feet driving her crazy she wanted him like never before. But she was making her bed... and she would have to lie in it.
Thread: Not a power in the 'verse (Morell & KC)

The food was delicious, the wine superb, the service excellent. All eyes were upon Lian and his beautiful companion. Persephone's high society was a small circle, so for Lian to contract with Inara rather than one of Persephone's many resident companions was something of a slight towards them. The gown Inara wore was the most costly thing she had ever been given. It was a dark green, oriental in cut and embroidered with tiny cut pieces of jade that shimmered with her every movement. At her throat was an emerald choker set in the rarest rose-gold. Jiao had very diplomatically suggested that Inara freshen up for dinner but the fact was that she owned virtually nothing that was suitable for the circles Lian moved in. Jiao had turned Inara's unruly curls into a perfectly coiffed creation set with gilded jade combs. She could hardly breathe, hardly move. Lian was uninterested in learning anything about her, she might as well have been a lovebot a lifeless doll in borrowed finery. Inara had been admired before, she had been given gifts before but never had she been turned into such a walking advertisement for a man's wealth and success. Lian talked at length about his 'business interests' but he was just boasting, being deliberately vague about how he actually generated his vast wealth. And Lian was from an old, traditional family. He had neglected to mention that he did in fact have a wife and children. His wife stayed within the home however and he wanted a companion who could be seen with him at public events and service him as he desired. That was why she had her own property, why he had not met her. She was not welcome at his home and the fact he was married meant that many here looked at her askance. Inara had been a 'jumped up whore' as Mal had once put it for years but she had never felt like one until tonight... Atherton Wing notwithstanding and Mal wasn't here to challenge this conceited fatcat to a duel. Inara cursed herself for not doing enough research before accepting Lian, like Mal had given her the time. A waiter appeared and spoke low into Lian's ear. He paused a moment, clearly irritated and then turned to her. I am so sorry Inara but there appears to be an urgent matter that requires my attention. This is most irregular, I hope you will forgive me. Not at all. Inara smiled. Lian bowed and walked briskly away. Inara's gaze followed him and naturally went past him to see what evidence there was of some problem. There amid the oriental faces of the staff was Malcolm Reynolds. Only a slight widening of her eyes betrayed her total shock. Inara was a trained companion. She stared at Mal and shook her head. Only afterwards did she remember Lian's private security eating at the next table, guarding their boss and the expensive jewellery that she wore. Inara's heart sank. Did they see her look at Mal? Did they see her shake her head? What the hell was he doing here? Inara could not glance at him again. She sipped her wine and feigned mild interest in the artwork on the wall beside her.
Thread: Not a power in the 'verse (Morell & KC)

By the time Lian had arrived at the back room, Mal was standing down the corridor in the entrance to the manager's room. Boss! Come quick, someone broke into the safe. Liam, concerned, quickly strode down the hall, What!? Impossible, where is Henry? How did this, wait... who are you? Mal's eyes widened as he reached the last few feet and grabbed Liam by the collar. Security! Liam screamed at the top of his lungs. Mal punched him in the gut and threw him in the room, Jayne was around the corner, hidden until you actually entered. Mal heard people footsteps rushing down the hallway, he quickly picked up Liam, holding a gun up to his head and facing him toward the doorway, waiting for the confrontation to unfold.
Thread: Not a power in the 'verse (Morell & KC)

Security! Inara acted as shocked as everyone else as Lian's henchmen raced towards his voice. It occurred to Inara that she was probably supposed to display concern for Lian's safety. It was also just possible that she could diffuse any situation that became potentially life threatening for her erstwhile landlord. On the other hand, she had been left unattended while wearing more than enough jewellery to set herself up elsewhere. But it was a fleeting, idle thought. The guild would strike her off and she would be a fugitive. Inara rose and walked as quickly as her skirts would allow towards the source of the commotion.
Thread: Not a power in the 'verse (Morell & KC)

Two men came barreling through the doorway. Jayne pistol-whipped one as he entered, taking him out of the fight as he fell to the floor dazed, the other drew a gun on Jayne, then switched it to Mal as he saw him holding Liam hostage. Jayne pulled his gun on the guard, everyone poised for a shootout. Now calm down there big boy, aint nobody need gettin hurt today. Here's what you're gonna do. Your boss here is going to tell you the combination to that there safe, you're going to open it and then lay down flat on the floor. Now... Mal tightened his hold on Liam and cocked his gun for emphasis. Drop your gun, slowly.... Sir, if you wouldn't mind? telling that last part to Liam. The guard looked around, confused. Finally he crouched down, dropping the gun to the floor and made the few steps to the safe. Liam told him the combination after quite a bit of hesitation, the safe opened and the guard lay on the floor. Jayne. Mal nodded. Jane opened the safe, finding a few trinkets and a large stack of credits, and most importantly a small data disk. Lets see what Badger just couldn't wait to get his hands on. Jayne said as he slid the data disk into a nearby console. He tapped on the screen a few times, Mal, this is the delivery routes and times of every Alliance contracted shipment of med supplies for the next 5 months... Why would an upstanding citizen like yourself need this kind of information? You the one been selling this information to the highest bidder. We ran into some of your friends not but a few weeks back said they could get us a job workin for a man with low morals. The kind of job that pays well. I 'spose med supplies fetch quite a hefty price when sold illegally to the border planets. Mal said. During all the distraction, nobody had been paying attention to the guard Jayne hit a few minutes earlier.
Thread: Not a power in the 'verse (Morell & KC)

Inara rounded on Mal, rubbing her arm where he had frog-marched her through the ship and then pushed her. My poor judgement? She was shouting now, teeth bared, snarling up into his face. She had ached for Mal ever since she stepped from Serenity but as usual, all that longing evaporated completely as she stared exasperatedly into his stubborn face. You ordered me off this ship and then burned Serenity's ass to the first core world you could dump me on! You think I had the time to look into Lian's background in the kind of detail that would have flagged up the discrepancies in his finances? The moment she had laid eyes on him in that restaurant, Inara's only thought had been for Mal's safety. She had walked into a potential firefight without a second thought and this was the gorram shit she got for her trouble? Her shuttle was virtually empty now. Every personal possession of mine is in Lian's custody. I don't know if he will go to the guild but if he does, there'll be a tribunal. I'll have to go in there and explain how my former landlord set out to rob one of the richest and most powerful men on Persephone, without my foreknowledge or collusion. How do you think that's going to go Mal? Before he could answer she was throwing another barb at him, pacing up and down the length of the bed. And to crown it all, you've broken the datadisk! So if Lian doesn't have us all killed or destroy my career, Badger's henchmen are going to follow us off this rock and take the ship! And you're telling me that your primary concern right now is my taste in men! Get out! She pointed at the door. I'll pay you more rent when I next get access to more credits but for now you can just leave me alone!
Thread: Not a power in the 'verse (Morell & KC)

The real reason Mal was mad was because he couldn't stand the thought of Inara being with some scumbag like Lian. In fact, he couldn't stand the thought of her being with any other client. She was so beautiful and strong. She belonged to him, but her chosen profession would never allow the kind of relationship he wanted. In fact, his chosen lifestyle would not allow it either. But right now he was absolutely livid with her for choosing such a bad person over him. Anybody on this ship goin' be deciding what the primary concern is, is me! Now, you may see yourself as a guest on this boat, but the fact of the matter is, anybody step foot on this ship is part of my crew. I am the boss. I make the rules. I decide what is best for everyone. Badger aint worth no troubles in my mind. Same as your precious career. he was shouting a little louder than normal. He wasn't used to anybody telling him how to do things around his own ship. That will be all... Inara. He turned around and walked toward the door, stopping with his hand over the button. He stood there, staring at his boots as he thought for a few seconds, trying to calm down. He laughed at how ridiculous the past couple of days have been. He turned back around, crossing his arms over his chest and looking at Inara a little more concerned now. Now you listen up. I won't let Badger harm anyone on this boat, never. You hear me? And if the 'verse decides I need to, I'll strangle him myself. As far as your tribunal, he took a step toward her. I'll do what needs doing to see you out of harms way. There was still a hint of anger in his voice, as he was hardly used to being so sincere.
Thread: Not a power in the 'verse (Morell & KC)

Off he went again, strutting and shouting. Inara would never know how she had managed to fall so hard for such an impossible man. She answered his bitter laugh with one of her own, stepping towards him to punctuate her words. It wasn't like Inara to swear but today had been sorely trying and wasn't looking to improve. Tsway-niou! Anybody who steps foot on this ship is a part of your crew... except me . His gaze darkened again but Inara was way past caring. Even Simon and River are more a part of your crew than I am, after all the time I've been here. Whenever there's a decision needs making and if my opinion isn't exactly the same as yours, suddenly I'm nothing but niou fun! I've saved your pig headed pee-goo more times than I can count but I've never been offered a slice of the booty or a moment's credit!
Thread: Not a power in the 'verse (Morell & KC)

His temper began rising quickly again. Here he was trying to be civil and understanding and she just keeps running her mouth in disrespect. Mal laughed again in contempt, So it's credit you want? You wish to become a cutthroat pirate like the rest of us? What's the matter? The thrilling life of laying with complete scoundrels isn't enough for you anymore, then? Or maybe you need a real man to sate your sense of adventure... he stepped right next to her now, as he talked his face was mere inches from hers. His eyes traced the line from her neck down to her cleavage. Inara began looking very delectable to Mal. He had always lusted after her but as a companion, and part of their arangement, he was not allowed to touch her or otherwise get in the way of her work. Their arrangement had ended yesterday when she was escorted off the boat with Lian's men. Right now she was just another whore on his ship. He did care deeply for her, but her continued insubordination and insults were driving him over the edge. Do you want your own special spot in this crew, is that it, Inara? I just so happen to have a position need fillin'. Perhaps it's time for us to make a new arrangement as to the nature of your stay aboard Serenity. I'll give you the only job you're suited for. He slid his hand up the side of her hips, then up her stomach and over her breasts. His hands glided smoothly along the delicate red silk. He roughly grabbed the strap of her dress off her shoulder and pulled it down her body, exposing her divine breast. He then took her arm again and shoved her toward the bed. With another shove he took the liberty of forcing her to take a seat. And don't worry about rent... you do your job and you can stay for free.