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Touched, or Eight Fragments by Lorraine (PG)
Fandom: FIREFLY
Pairing: Inara, crew (gen)
Length: c 1200 words
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
lunabee34
Author Website: fic masterlist
Why this must be read:
This series of vignettes focuses on Inara's interactions with each of the crew, from her unique half insider, half outsider position. Lyrical and insightful, it is written with careful attention to the weight of things left unsaid, so that there is as much meaning between the words as within them. From easy camaraderie to wary tension, they're all well worth reading.
“She’s just insanely hard to buy for. At some point, a man has to move beyond the traditional birthday gift basket of daggers and assorted grenades.” Wash sighs and slouches back in the pilot’s chair. “I just want to get her something different this year.”
“Don’t worry. We’ve got three days on Persephone, and I only have one engagement for this layover. I’ll help you find something perfect before we leave,” Inara says.
The next afternoon in the market, Inara presses the flat of her palm against bolt after bolt of sun-warmed linen. Her fingers skim over the tooling on supple leather saddles and wide gun belts. She ducks as Wash parts the colored streamers that hang from each vendor’s stall and distracts him with plastic figurines when he threatens to give up the search.
When he finds what he wants—a tiny wooden box inlaid with bits of colored glass and stone —Wash grabs Inara’s arm frantically, betraying his excitement and upping the asking price by at least ten percent. Back on Serenity, Inara helps Wash wrap Zoe’s gift, laughing when he manages to tape the fringe of her shawl inside the paper.
Touched, or Eight Fragments
Pairing: Inara, crew (gen)
Length: c 1200 words
Author on LJ:
lunabee34Author Website: fic masterlist
Why this must be read:
This series of vignettes focuses on Inara's interactions with each of the crew, from her unique half insider, half outsider position. Lyrical and insightful, it is written with careful attention to the weight of things left unsaid, so that there is as much meaning between the words as within them. From easy camaraderie to wary tension, they're all well worth reading.
“She’s just insanely hard to buy for. At some point, a man has to move beyond the traditional birthday gift basket of daggers and assorted grenades.” Wash sighs and slouches back in the pilot’s chair. “I just want to get her something different this year.”
“Don’t worry. We’ve got three days on Persephone, and I only have one engagement for this layover. I’ll help you find something perfect before we leave,” Inara says.
The next afternoon in the market, Inara presses the flat of her palm against bolt after bolt of sun-warmed linen. Her fingers skim over the tooling on supple leather saddles and wide gun belts. She ducks as Wash parts the colored streamers that hang from each vendor’s stall and distracts him with plastic figurines when he threatens to give up the search.
When he finds what he wants—a tiny wooden box inlaid with bits of colored glass and stone —Wash grabs Inara’s arm frantically, betraying his excitement and upping the asking price by at least ten percent. Back on Serenity, Inara helps Wash wrap Zoe’s gift, laughing when he manages to tape the fringe of her shawl inside the paper.
Touched, or Eight Fragments