110 Ficlet: Polynymia
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still_grrrTitle Polynymia
Author Bruttimabuoni
Rating PG
Word Count 273
Prompt 110 (YoSaffBridge)
Characters/Pairing (if any) as above, a hint of Inara
Scene: Inara’s Shuttle.
Setting: Above Bellerophon
No, I’m not a companion. Did you really think I was?
I guess that’s a compliment - that I can fake twenty years of rigid schooling, martial discipline, cultural exposure, psychological skills training and erotic education, to the point where even you believe it. But I’m no companion. I’m a free woman.
Doesn’t mean I wasn’t schooled by one. My mother, as it goes. She left the Companion House at thirty, marking her full eighteen year service with a happy ending. Freedom, wealth and citizenship in a neat and tempting package. With my dad.
Not so very happy, turns out. Though he did teach her some useful skills. Theft. Deceit. Violence. She passed those on to me too. So generous.
She taught me to be a chameleon. Never settle. Keep rolling on. When you settle, you’re trapped. When you rely on others, they’ll let you down. And you can do anything, as long as you do it alone.
Nameless? Far from it. I have many names. Classy, rural, modern, devout, an alias for all men‘s weaknesses. More than one, usually. Little girl in the big world never goes out of style - Saffron, Daisy, Megan, Bridget, Polly, they all get a lot of use. Elvira and Desiree, though, I don’t operate them so much - not so vulnerable, less easy to exploit. And Yolanda’s retired, I think. Don’t seem to have the heart for that one now.
I’d like to be… Emily, next, maybe. Or Moonstone. Perhaps Soraya. So many options, if I’m free to go.
What happens now, Inara? I’m in your hands. Though... you know we’d make the most amazing team…
Author Bruttimabuoni
Rating PG
Word Count 273
Prompt 110 (YoSaffBridge)
Characters/Pairing (if any) as above, a hint of Inara
Scene: Inara’s Shuttle.
Setting: Above Bellerophon
No, I’m not a companion. Did you really think I was?
I guess that’s a compliment - that I can fake twenty years of rigid schooling, martial discipline, cultural exposure, psychological skills training and erotic education, to the point where even you believe it. But I’m no companion. I’m a free woman.
Doesn’t mean I wasn’t schooled by one. My mother, as it goes. She left the Companion House at thirty, marking her full eighteen year service with a happy ending. Freedom, wealth and citizenship in a neat and tempting package. With my dad.
Not so very happy, turns out. Though he did teach her some useful skills. Theft. Deceit. Violence. She passed those on to me too. So generous.
She taught me to be a chameleon. Never settle. Keep rolling on. When you settle, you’re trapped. When you rely on others, they’ll let you down. And you can do anything, as long as you do it alone.
Nameless? Far from it. I have many names. Classy, rural, modern, devout, an alias for all men‘s weaknesses. More than one, usually. Little girl in the big world never goes out of style - Saffron, Daisy, Megan, Bridget, Polly, they all get a lot of use. Elvira and Desiree, though, I don’t operate them so much - not so vulnerable, less easy to exploit. And Yolanda’s retired, I think. Don’t seem to have the heart for that one now.
I’d like to be… Emily, next, maybe. Or Moonstone. Perhaps Soraya. So many options, if I’m free to go.
What happens now, Inara? I’m in your hands. Though... you know we’d make the most amazing team…
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