

Spaz5 - A Sadist's POVInara shook her head violently as Mako walked with her towards the van. Her muttereing became louder and was starting to actually shape words. "No...No..."she softly muttered her voice gradually getting louder as the van came into site. "No....No...No!" she whimpered louder, near yelling.Spaz5 - A Sadist's POV
Looking at Inara, Mako glared at her, trying to get her to get the message of not making a sound at the moment. Inara saw him glare and stopped yelling but a few small whimpers escaped her lips as she looked petrified.
The van pulled up and the side doors opened showing a small pallet like structure near the end of the van and a few


Spaz4 - Meddling"I don't think so..." Xana cut in, "Things like this, when you have my job description, can be somewhat indelible." she muttered the last part, her face shadowed by the dark of the closing walls and black strands of hair. She cocked her head, "Besides, I have a few more questions, plus the ones unanswered in the first place." she grinned.Spaz4 - Meddling
He grinned back in a cruel way, "And I'm afarid those questions can't be answered," he replied looking at Inara who seemed zoned out to what was going which was probably for the better. He pulled her towards another alley way which lead to the black van that would take them back. &nbs


Inara2-In Government Hands'What happened?' she 'opened' her eyes only to find herself in a dream like state. All she remembered was the sharp jab and then everything going blank.Inara2-In Government Hands
The all too familiar male laugh came from behind her," It was a combination of an anesthetic s silly," the amused, somewhat happy excited voice said. Kaily froze up as she slowly turned around to face a custard gold colored orb, about the size of her head that was in front of her. She hated it when the orb called her 'silly'.
The orb was hard to explain. It was the past. It was the memories of the past and why it was talking to her she didn't know and she wishe


Underway6 - Unwanted Answers/Xana Cheng.../ the voice came back again, /Oh Xana, you thought you could get away, didn't you?/Underway6 - Unwanted Answers
Xana could feel a tingling sensation bringing feeling back to her semi-conscious body, /What are you talking about?/
/So many questions.../ he laughed darkly, /We have time. But I don't have the answers you want. Yet./
/Yet?/
The voice didn't answer for a moment, silence from the other end. Xana turned her head as if shifting in sleep, cocking her ear to the sound of footsteps behind a door. /Yet./ he finally responded, then the connection broke with the same fuzzy crackle. The sound of a door o
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