Date: 2009-08-20 04:06 am (UTC)
Even with that, it was a fantastic tale, one that Inara could hardly believe on most days. Still, she sat back down and folded her hands in her lap, a resigned sigh slipping out before she began. "He's a regular client of mine, and has been for years. He...I don't even know how to say it."

Sitting still was no longer an option, and she rose again to pace across the shuttle. She was sure that Mal didn't care about half of what she was saying, but if he wanted the story, he was going to hear it the way she wished to tell it. "He's always enjoyed swordplay--not that unusual, fencing is a common activity in high society, as you've witnessed. But he also appreciated older forms of swordplay, forms I studied at the temple and rarely have the chance to practice. I cut him, once, accidentally. A superficial surface wound, but it...healed. Right before my eyes."
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