( after another restless argument with the captain of her ship it seemed inara was just about ready to give up on her line of work and truly turn into a petty thief. smuggling garbage like geisha dolls and costume jewelry was far beneath her, but she had a very specific goal. the onus was truly on her to find ways to visit clients and accumulate them—
though it seemed fortune had smiled upon her today. it had been another hectic day aboard the serenity, the crew was fighting each other for the last can of processed meat with river tormenting anyone who dared divide it in the incorrect fashion. instead of enduring that level of torture, inara decided to return to her own shuttle, the ding of a new message coming in at the same time as her return. after thoroughly inspecting the message, she decided to get to work.
this type of client was far from being out of the ordinary for her but there was something interesting about the fact that he was willing to pay the full rate in advance. that type of customer could mean one of two things— either they were going to be one of the best clients she's had, a repeat contract or they were expecting far more from her because of their 'generosity'. it was a difficult thing for her to determine really, because although she managed herself with the upmost of control and firmness, she wasn't able to predict what she could expect. only basing her expectations off of the behavior of previous clients.
regardless of what was to come, she began her preparations as usual and informed the rest of the crew that her newest client so happened to be conveniently located on a planet only a day away from them. it took some arguing, but the arrangements were made.
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when the day finally came, she sent her location to her client and began working on creating a very specific ambiance for the man. the lighting in her shuttle was low, shawls draped over lamps and the smell of incense filled the room with both a fragrant smell and a light fog. water for tea was brewing away on a small stovetop, an array of different types of tea spread out on a coffee table for her guest to pick.
all that was left was for the man of the hour to show up, and when he did, inara would be at the door of her shuttle in a long silk dress, gold jewelry adorning her features, and a soft expression on her face. )
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though it seemed fortune had smiled upon her today. it had been another hectic day aboard the serenity, the crew was fighting each other for the last can of processed meat with river tormenting anyone who dared divide it in the incorrect fashion. instead of enduring that level of torture, inara decided to return to her own shuttle, the ding of a new message coming in at the same time as her return. after thoroughly inspecting the message, she decided to get to work.
this type of client was far from being out of the ordinary for her but there was something interesting about the fact that he was willing to pay the full rate in advance. that type of customer could mean one of two things— either they were going to be one of the best clients she's had, a repeat contract or they were expecting far more from her because of their 'generosity'. it was a difficult thing for her to determine really, because although she managed herself with the upmost of control and firmness, she wasn't able to predict what she could expect. only basing her expectations off of the behavior of previous clients.
regardless of what was to come, she began her preparations as usual and informed the rest of the crew that her newest client so happened to be conveniently located on a planet only a day away from them. it took some arguing, but the arrangements were made.
—
when the day finally came, she sent her location to her client and began working on creating a very specific ambiance for the man. the lighting in her shuttle was low, shawls draped over lamps and the smell of incense filled the room with both a fragrant smell and a light fog. water for tea was brewing away on a small stovetop, an array of different types of tea spread out on a coffee table for her guest to pick.
all that was left was for the man of the hour to show up, and when he did, inara would be at the door of her shuttle in a long silk dress, gold jewelry adorning her features, and a soft expression on her face. )