Room 313, Sunday Afternoon

[ambassadorinara]

It was another lazy Sunday, so after a long walk around the island and a somewhat prolonged discussion in Chinese with the machinery in the laundry room, Inara was once again reading on her bed.

Another history book. It amazed her how different Earth-that-Was's actual history was from what she'd learned in school.

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[vkandis_son]

It was a very nervous Karal who was knocking on Inara's door.

Very nervous, though he was at great pains not to show it.

[ambassadorinara]

"It's open," she called, setting her book aside.

[vkandis_son]

He slipped inside and stayed near the door, hands clasped in front of him. "Hello, Inara." He gave a her a quick, and rather uncertain, smile. "Have you got some time you could spare me?"

[ambassadorinara]

She wasn't sure what had him so uncertain, but she rose, guided him in, hung a sock on the door, and closed the door, locking it behind him. Obviously this was important. "Absolutely."