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[makesmeatease]

Guess what time it is?

It's tea time. At least it is for Inara, who has a teapot in front of her. She's seated near the Observation Window, waiting for the tea to finish steeping. She looks deep in contemplation as she stares at the tea pot, until a waitrat skitters up to her, handing her several cups.

She smiles, taking the cups, the bangles on her arms jingling and jangling. "Xièxie nĭ."

Come join?





[honestly, open forever. i miss rping and i just wanna play and i never seem to be around when others are. so open forEVERRRRRR.]

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[makesmeatease]

Inara laughs. "None taken."

[gotham_knocking]

"Alex Knox, Gotham City, 1995." He extends his hand.

[makesmeatease]

"Inara Serra." She shakes his hand. "Space. The ship Serenity, in case you know any of the other crew."

[gotham_knocking]

That sounds a little familiar. But only because some things are part of the background noise here.

"I don't think I do.

"So space means the future?"

[makesmeatease]

"Yes. For me, Earth is depleted and we've moved on to inhabiting terraformed worlds throughout the galaxy. For example, I'm from a planet named Sihnon."

[gotham_knocking]

"Terraforming?" He thinks he can guess the meaning of that one. "I think it's good we're out there. Better than not being anywhere." Too many futures were Earth is just a wreck, end of the show.

[makesmeatease]

"Yes. The Core Worlds are very Earthlike. Rich and diverse in cultures. The Outer worlds are a little rougher, but we have persevered."

[gotham_knocking]

"And everyone's got spaceships?"