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Unpopcorning Inara Serra
Compared to Reavers, buttery oil isn’t so bad, all things considered. In a room that was very quiet, suddenly there was a loud pop, with a beautiful woman landing with a thud on the floor. For a few moments, she is quiet, slowly waking up and attempting to move. Then, she’s moving, her back arching a little as she tries to get her bearings. Her appearance almost looks like a foal, her body adjusting after being a kernel so long, her body matted down with butter.
When she’s finally up on her feet, she looks around, very confused. Her eyes travel down to her dress. Simple, blue, and probably ruined due to the sticky mess that was now covering her from head to toe. Her eyes then moved up to the plaque, looking at it, raising an eyebrow. Most were names she didn’t recognize, but she did see a few she knew, one or two at least.
The popcorn room, she thinks to herself. I became popcorned? She tries to smile, but it is difficult, when her clothes are sticking to her like a second skin, worse than water. Her hair feels matted and disgusting, and what she wouldn’t do for a shower right now. Even Serenity’s showers would be livable. She wonders how she got to be like this, how did she become a kernel in the first place, her memory isn’t really serving her.
”Wo de tian a,” Inara muttered.
ooc: Wo de tian a = Dear God in heaven. I had applied to unpopcorn Inara a long time ago. Not really sure what happened, but I never did. And I've had Em: Jack Harkness/Mal Reynolds player harassing me ever since. So, to appease hershut her the hell up, here comes Inara. Hi! OOC information about me will be in Inara's journal.
When she’s finally up on her feet, she looks around, very confused. Her eyes travel down to her dress. Simple, blue, and probably ruined due to the sticky mess that was now covering her from head to toe. Her eyes then moved up to the plaque, looking at it, raising an eyebrow. Most were names she didn’t recognize, but she did see a few she knew, one or two at least.
The popcorn room, she thinks to herself. I became popcorned? She tries to smile, but it is difficult, when her clothes are sticking to her like a second skin, worse than water. Her hair feels matted and disgusting, and what she wouldn’t do for a shower right now. Even Serenity’s showers would be livable. She wonders how she got to be like this, how did she become a kernel in the first place, her memory isn’t really serving her.
”Wo de tian a,” Inara muttered.
ooc: Wo de tian a = Dear God in heaven. I had applied to unpopcorn Inara a long time ago. Not really sure what happened, but I never did. And I've had Em: Jack Harkness/Mal Reynolds player harassing me ever since. So, to appease her