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[Thread] Clark Kent and Inara Serra

Who: Clark Kent and Inara Serra
Where Clark's Room!
When: After their Conversation
Rating: Uh, PG, probably.
Summary: Inara offers to help Clark protect his private entries and tea and talking!

Clark Kent was not completely innocent, but he was a generally naiive guy. He liked to think that all people had good in them and that they wouldn't betray what was right, but time fighting the criminals of Metropolis had taught him that people were alot less trustworthy than he liked to believe, and because of that, he was always hesitant around his secret.

But now somebody knew and he didn't really know how he felt about that. He was completely uncomfortable with it, to be sure, but it was out now, and he couldn't deny it, afterall, he had wrote it!

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Everyone had their secrets; that was one thing that the Companion came to understand wherever it was that life would take her. And this Mansion was no different. Everyone who lived here, herself included, had their own secrets to keep. Unknowingly she had accidently stumbled upon Clark's secret by accident. Her feet made not a sound as she carried herself with ease down the stairs.

Dressed comfortably yet still in beautiful fabrics of red and orange, Inara glanced at the different doors on the lower level of the place. Passing through the lobby in silence it was not long until she found the room the man had told her to go to. A small curled fist rose, knocking on the door once, then twice.

Clark's super-hearing had picked up the almost silent steps of the woman long before she had actually knocked on the door, but he had made sure to wait for her to knock, the sound pounding into his head after listening with his super-hearing for so long. Wincing, he stood, adjusting his glasses on his face before he opened the door, smiling at the woman graciously before nervously stepping back from the door.

He had to admit, this woman was very pretty...rather exotic, but not as pretty as Lois, for sure. Maybe he was biased, but he could only see women as pretty, but never as pretty as Lois...maybe it was a fault, but nobody had to know of that! "H-Hi," he said, reaching out his hand to shake hers as he closed the door behind her.

Her head dipped down in a brief bow in thanks, a warm smile gracing her lips before she stepped slightly into the room. As habit her eyes were trained to take in every detail of those she would meet for the first time. Already she could safely assume that he was a strong being with not only a secret but a strength about him that was not natural. Perhaps his words were true indeed...

"Hello; do forgive me for not having properly introdcued myself earlier. My name is Inara Serra." Inara watched in gentle amusement at the man's seemingly shy nature; already she could tell he was someone she could trust.

Clark smiled, and rubbed the back of his neck. "I'm Clark Kent," he said shyly, just standing there nervously. He was normally okay with people that he knew, and he really didn't know Inara yet. She seemed nice, and quiet, but still nice. He had the feeling that he could trust her, but that was the thing, he didn't know her.

At least he could get to know her. "Uh, s-so..." he mumbled, stepping further into the room before plunking down on one end of his couch, offering the other end to her.

The offer was accepted with another smile. Sitting down next to him but still leaving a comfortable distance between them, Inara spoke gently, her hands folded over her lap. "Again, I do apologize for reading what you had written.. I did not mean to read something that private; I guess you could say I sometimes let my skills get the better of me."

Clark shook his head, and smiled. "N-no, its okay, I know how that," he mumbled the end under his breath, and sighed a bit. "Although I admit that I'm not used to anyone knowing...except for my wife and my parents, nobody knows," he admitted nervously. Well, except for the odd criminal or Tempus, but that didn't count, because they weren't able to talk most of the time.

"But, uh..." he looked to her nervously. "You won't tell anybody, right?" he asked hopefully.

"I promise not to tell anyone," the companion assured him. "You have my word, Clark." And she was always one to keep to her word. In order to comfort him still, Inara smiled with her head tilting a small fraction to the side. "We all have our secrets; this I understand all too well to be perfectly honest. you have nothing to worry about."

Clark nodded nervously. "Th-that's good to know," he said, sighing a bit. "Its...kind of a relief," he admitted, smiling slightly. "Before I came here there were people I could confide in...but nobody I know is here..." he admitted, looking for all intents and purposes, very downtrodden. After all, who was going to protect Lois...and the baby they found...what would Lois do without him? He wondered is she was just as lonely and scared as he was.

Reaching out with one hand, the light bouncing off the rings on her fingers, it came to rest on the man's shoulder, all the while her eyes watching him. Every little detail she took into account. And she could not help but to feel pity for him. While she was far from her home at least she had Simon and Mal, though she would not admit this little bit out loud, while he had no one.

"It is difficult... and I am sorry for that I cannot be of much help to you." Trying her very best Inara could only give to him another small smile. "But.. at least know that you can think of me as a friend."

Clark smiled wanly. "Thanks," he said softly, his smile sliding into grateful. He didn't know how he was going to handle this for long. As powerful and strong as he was, Lois was still his rock, and she wasn't here anymore.

He would admit that he did like thinking of her as a friend...even if he had just met her...at least he had a friend here. That was the important thing. If he didn't have any friends, he feared that he would go crazy with loneliness. He shifted awkwardly, not really knowing what to say.

Friends were the most important factor in her own life; the crew of Serenity were her dearest friends. Kaylee was the darling sister she never had.. Wash and Zoe were wonderful company, always there to bring a smile to her face. And though she and the Shepard ahd their difference, it did not stop them from coming to an understanding with one another.

Even Simon and River, with secrets of their own as they would run from the Allialance, were family to her. Jayne.... not so much, but there was always that one black sheep in the flock. As for Mal...

Shaking her head clear of thoughts of the infuriating man Inara turned her attention back to the present. Squeezing his shoulder just a little in comfort before pulling away, "Why don't I show you how to keep your writing more private?"

Clark nodded eagerly, and smiled readily. "That would be great!" he exclaimed, almost jumping up from his seat. The idea of being able to protect his reputation from anybody else knowing about his abilities would be a good idea.

"I really appreciate this!" he admitted with an earnest smile.

Waving a hand in dismissal, Inara could only chuckle softly at his eagerness. It was refreshing relaly for her to be meeting someone new. "Like I said, it's really no trouble at all." It felt rewarding to be helping someone what with her still vaguely contemplating if her business as a companion would stretch out that to here in this Mansion.

Clark smiled. "S-still! It takes a really kind person to help someone like me," he said smiling as he stood to lead her to the computer.

"I mean...I'm not bad with computers...but I'm no genius either," he admitted with a faint smile.

The machine was the same one she used, both in which were simplier than the ones she was used to from her own world. Motioning for Clark to sit down before the computer Inara was already showing him what to do.

"Why don't you go ahead and write up something. It can be anything just for the sake of showing how to lock it." Her tone was gentle, as any teacher's should be.

Clark smiled wryly, and just typed in his name and where he graduated from college, and his official title at the Daily Planet. "How's that?" he asked, smiling over to her with a lifted eyebrow.

Unfortunately, these computers were alot like the ones he had back in Metropolis (Albiet a bit more advanced) and they couldn't handle his speed typing any better than the others did.

Inara nodded. "That's fine. Now, what you would do to hide this from others would be this..." With a smile as she stood behind him, to the side, she leaned over with her hands on the keys now. Eyes on the screen her fingers seemed to dance across the keyboard as she typed in a code to go before and after what he had written.

"Now all you really need to do is to make sure you type in this code properly." She nudged his hands to the side, though politely, in order to finish what she was doing. "Then it will be locked from others seeing it."

Clark watched, and nodded. It was relatively simple, and for someone like him, memorizing facts was completely his job to memorize things like this, especially since it was often associated with crime syndicates or something like that.

"That's easy enough, thanks!" he said, smiling as he watched it. He never did understand how people could make computers look and be so easy!

That was because this is Inara; Inara makes everything easy and wonderful! A small chuckle was heard again, her hands withdrawing from the keyboard now to allow the man more room to type, if he wnated to do so. "You're quite welcome."

Clark pulled away from the computer, and smiled. He may write later, but that wasn't really something he should do right now. "I really appreciate it," he said, before standing and looking around.

He was terribly rude, wasn't he?

"Oh, would you like some tea?" he asked, blinking.

"Tea would be wonderful." The companion did not think the man to be rude in the slightest. Once mroe she returned to her seat previously on the couch. The computer lesson had been simple which did not surprise her in the slightest. The technology here was rather simple compared to the equipment on Serenity.

Clark nodded, and rushed over to his little coffee pot and got some water boiling. "I learned a really good recipe from a medicine-man in Borneo," he mentioned offhand before getting everything else together, playing the good host.

"Borneo...?" A name that was unfamiliar to her. Retsing comfortably where she sat she settled on the fact that this place was a part of his world. And even with the fact she had spent quite a bit of time in space, travelling to different planets herself, there were still new places for her to learn of.

A thoughtful expression appeared on her face. "If you don't mind my asking-- what is your world like, Clark?"

Clark smiled, and shifted a bit. "Uh..wh-which one?" he asked quietly, pushing his glasses up his nose. "The planet where I was born was destroyed when I was a baby, and my parents sent me to a planet called Earth," he mumbled shyly, working on the tea carefully.

A flicker of a smile appeared at this; so this man was not only used to travelling to other worlds, but he was from another one himself... The sudden idea of aliens came to mind and how Simon was talking to Kaylee about that idea once. "Really? Well... that sounds very interesting; though I am sorry to hear what had happened to your home world..."

"Where I am from, Earth was the planet that was basically abandoned.." Smoothing some wrinkles on her skirt she went on. "People had taken to living on habital planets or in their ships, stopping at places such as Persephone to restock needed items."

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