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[no_whore]

*slow footsteps, then shuffling papers*

I seem to be feeling a litt-*coughing, then a drawn-out wet choking sound, followed by something hitting the ground hard. There's a hushed moan, then static*

[ooc: Inara's bloody and on her back on the floor of her shuttle. Firefly crew, find her if you like?]

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[valentineluke]

Hello?

[evrythingihave]

Inara? What are you doing up--Inara!

[He rushes to her side, attempting to determine what's caused her to end up in this state and more importantly, what he can do to fix it.]

[bad_in_thelatin]

[stomps into the shuttle, having heard noises and Simon's voice]

What's all this ruckus abo--Inara?! [hurries over and kneels by Inara's side opposite of Simon, grabbing her limp hand in his, horrified at the state of her]

[in a low, serious tone] Doctor? What in all hells is going on here?

[no_whore]

*She coughs again, dull eyes swinging from Simon over to rest on Mal. She knows he's holding her hand, but she can't feel it as a cold chill slowly begins to spread along her body.*

... butter... flies...

[bad_in_thelatin]

Butterflies...? [Frowns, uncomprehending. Sparing a quick glance at Simon, he squeezes her hand tighter, grimly aware of how cold it is to the touch.]

Come on now, Inara, stay with us. What did this? Was someone here? [He knows it's bad, and the thought of losing her as well is like a punch to his gut, lacing his voice with a slight edge of desperation.]

You hang in there, you hear me? It'll be okay. We'll get help. It'll be alright.