mayfield_rpg | 拥抱 // First Embrace

{A. 愛 Action: 2241 Stevens Road}
[Something isn't quite right. She knows that before she even opens her eyes. The sheets aren't hers, for one, and the bed itself doesn't feel right. She opens her eyes and immediately pushes herself up.

Not her shuttle, nor is it anywhere she recognizes.]

Wǒ zài nǎli?

[Carefully she climbs out of the bed, pushing her tangle of dark curls from her eyes. Glancing once around the bedroom, she creeps over to the door, pulling it open.]

Hello?

{B. 愛 Phone}

Nǐmén hǎo. [Inara's voice is soft and even soothing, though she herself is actually very on edge at the moment.] My name is Inara Serra, and this is quite possibly the strangest thing that's ever happened to me.

[There's a slight pause before she continues.]

That's not the point though... Actually I was hoping that there might be others here who I know. Kaylee Frye? Simon or River Tam? [Another small pause.] Malcolm Reynolds?

{C. 愛 Action: Around Town - later in the day}

[She had found clothing - nothing of her own, but it had all fit her right down to the undergarments. It was possibly the most disturbing thing she'd experienced and she'd truly experienced some disturbing things.

She had needed to get away from the house, needed to clear her mind - needed to do that without looking at all the photos she didn't remember being taken. So she has no idea what she's looking for, but she's wandering around the town, glancing into the various stores she's passing.]

((OOC: Hover over the Chinese for translations))

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[Hm... If Inara hangs around long enough, she might hear a mild commotion emanating from the exterior of the hardware store.]

Help! Help! I could use some help... a little assistance, even.

[Boy, is that... is this the way you call for help? He's never actually done it before -- it seems so... comic-book-y. Tony's not sure he enjoys it. He'd rather just fall over in a manly sort of way, in the general vicinity and sight-line of people who happen to able to help him, without having to actually ask for it. Preferably he falls right into the arms of a beautiful woman.
...Actually, he'd rather not need help at all. It's beneath him. Ick.]

[Inara hesitates for a moment and then she's pushing the door to the shop open. She's not exactly sure she should be doing this, but a call for help can't be ignored.]

Hello? Where are you?

[ Tony's inside the hardware store with a box of screws in his mouth and holding a small wrench. When Inara arrives, Tony casually hands her a blow torch mask and smiles.] Ah! Fantastic... could you hold this for a second?

[Inara takes the mask without a word, though she looks utterly bewildered. She's truly thought that someone had been in trouble, needing help... Not this sort of help, but well, some other sort.

She looks down at the make, and then over to the man and slowly nods.]

Ah, yes, of course. What exactly are you doing?

[Tony reaches into his pants pocket and pulls out a few bills, tossing them onto the counter and nodding at the clerk as he does so. Then he turns around and grins roguishly at the confused woman before him.]

I'm doing a few things, on a few different levels. Right now, I'm answering your question. But I'm also buying supplies for my lab back home. (They don't make tools like they used to, which is a good thing, because these ones here are garbage.) I'm also explaining what I needed help with: breaking the ice.

[He extends a hand.] Tony Stark. Tickled pink to meet you, and I mean that sincerely.

.[All right, Inara gets what's going on now, and she can't help but feel a bit flattered by it all. She smiles back at him, shifting the mask to her other hand before she reaches out, taking his hand within her own and shakes.]

Well then, Tony Stark, it's lovely to meet you as well. I'm Inara Serra. You could have just come up to me, you know.

I could. But where's the fun in that? Besides, you can learn a lot from a woman's walk. For example, I noticed you carry yourself with a certain grace that I don't often see. You also moved hesitantly, like you didn't really know your way around yet and weren't sure what to expect around the next corner: you must be somewhat new here.

You also didn't have a hunchback, limp or stumble, so, hey, you must be in decent health, all bonus points on your Stunning Scale.

[Her eyebrows raise a little and her smile turns to one of amusement.]

You're certainly observant... As well as very charming. I think I could come to like you.

But yes, you're right, I'm indeed new here. I actually just woke up here this morning.

Stop, you'll make me blush!
[He grins. He's glad he went shopping today, because this one's growing on him. Then his grin fades a little.]

Well. I hate to say it, but welcome to Mayfield, our shared little hell. Lotta people moving in, no one moving out.

For some reason I don't believe you very often blush, Tony Stark. [There's a small smirk playing across her lips, but well, it's true. She doesn't think he's the sort to blush all that often.

Her smirk fades though, and her eyebrows are knitting together.]

Yes, I've been told that we can't leave? How's that possible? Surely we can just walk right out of this town on our own accord.

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