asgardeventide | 三 [video] (slightly backdated to the 15th)

[Heavy breathing echoed over the network, a common trend for this day. Using the wall as a support, Inara stood herself up slowly and carefully. Her other hand clutched her side, the blood spreading along her fingers giving a good indication of what happened exactly. The same story as everyone else.]

Wong Ba Duhn...

[The curse was shaky under her breaths. Feeling at the wound a bit, Inara winced at the pain. It was deep, but not fatal. But that wasn't the only thing that had her in such a state.]

[No, it was that face.]

Mal...that wasn't Mal...he wouldn't...he wouldn't...

[Inara choked on a sob. She was right, there were always disagreements, but Mal would never attack someone of his own crew like that. Not without provoking, and certainly not her. Resting her head against the wall, Inara's eyes turned to the sky.]

I-I should've known...

[A trail of red began to form on the edge of her mouth as a tear streamed down her cheeks.] Someone please...send help...