Third Floor Common Room, Wednesday Evening

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Inara was on her way into the common room to see what was on television when she passed by a rat in a state of dishabillé, hiding behind the door frame, peeking in at a large group of rats in petticoats.

The one in the center was on a chair or stool of some kind, and singing,

Poor wandering one!
Though thou hast surely stra-ayed,
Take heart of grace,
Thy steps retrace,
Poor wandering one!

The singing rat hopped off the stool and gestured toward the door, almost as if she knew the rat in his knickers was standing there, sighing wistfully at her.

Poor wandering one!
If such poor love as mine
Can help thee find
True peace of mind
Why, take it, it is thine!
Take heart, fair days will shine;
Take any heart take mine!

Inara gave the rat a little nudge forward with her foot, then walked into the room and took a seat on the couches, wondering what else she would see.

[ooc: Open! We're in the first act of Pirates of Penzance, if anyone wants to play along!]

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[solo_sword]

"I'm taking Escape Artistry," she explained. "If it doesn't come up, I might be disappointed."

There was a pause. "Pretend that didn't sound bad."

[ella-obeys.livejournal.com]

"It didn't sound bad at all," Ella said automatically. "If it's a class on escaping, you would want to learn about all sorts of escapes, right?"

She was innocent enough to say this without blushing, amazingly enough.