TANDY, Margo / SERRA, Inara (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} feminine_wiles) wrote,@ 2009-06-04 22:28:00 |
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ourtruemods | Margo Tandy |
Basics Name: Margo Leigh Tandy Reincarnation: Inara Serra, the Companion of Firefly/Serenity fame. Age/Birthday: 21 / December 5th 1987 Sexuality: Heterosexual Status: Taken? Occupation: Student at Columbia, majoring in Political Science, minoring in Performing Arts. Home(s): I live in NYC, but I travel as much as I can. So, you never know, I could be anywhere! Details Usual Clothing: Typically casual. I prefer comfort to style, and I can’t afford anything too fancy. I’ve got a few random articles of clothing that Inara must have picked out, because they are entirely too dressy for my tastes. She likes to pretty us up a whole lot more than I do. Appearance: Um, I’m 5’4”, and just a little underweight. I’ve got naturally blond hair, and blue eyes. I guess I’m pretty enough, although I don’t put a lot of effort in to it. I don’t have the patience to fiddle with my hair or make-up. Doesn’t seem like it’s worth the effort, really. I do have my ears pierced, two holes in each lobe and a hole in my right tragus. Abilities/Talents: With Inara’s help, I can speak and read both English and Chinese, play a number of instruments, and dance fairly well. She was very good at defending herself, so I know some basic martial arts, as well as how to use a sword and bow. I also know a number of, er, less discussable tricks that I’ve picked up from her memories as well. I could probably fly a small space ship, too, if I ever needed to. On my own, I’m…less remarkable. The one talent I take real pride in is my painting. Sometimes, it amazes me that I’m able to make something so beautiful. Nothing has ever been able to keep the brush out of my hand. Allegiance: I’ve yet to chose a side, although I’m sure if I get a chance to, it will be ‘good’ Personality I’m not sure where to start. I guess a few of my personality traits stand out more than others. I’m quiet, probably too much so for my own good. That doesn’t mean that I’m shy or skittish or anything of the sort. Just because I don’t talk very much doesn’t mean that I’m too scared to. I’d just rather listen than talk. You miss so much when you run your mouth all the time. It’s part of my life goals to see as much as I can. I don’t want to miss out on anything. So, I watch, but I also participate. There’s not a lot that I won’t try once, even if it comes off as kind of risky. Like I said before, I don’t want to miss out. Life holds so many adventures that I haven’t experienced. I hope to have time to travel, to see more than just New York, or even the East Coast. I try to go out ‘adventuring’ on weekends, but doctor’s orders keep me from going too far. Still, there’s plenty that the city has to offer, in the way of experiences. It’s so fast paced and diverse, I can’t imagine what it’s like for people to live anywhere else. Which is one of the reasons why I’d like to try it sometime. I’m told that I can be incredibly charming and engaging, when I have to be. That would be Inara’s influence, I think. She has more manners than anyone that I’ve ever met, and can make small talk about anything and everything. Every part of me that’s polite and poised I give her credit for. She’s also a whole lot better at flirting than I am. It never ceases to surprise me just how good she is with people. I call on her a lot whenever I am forced to do a lot of personal interactions. I do have a decent sense of humor, though I appreciate hearing jokes more than I do telling them. Inara has a fairly sharp wit. Sometimes, it’s hard to keep her from sharing her sharp comebacks, so I appear to be slightly more sarcastic than I actually am. As mellow as I may appear, I do have something of a temper. Even then, I’m not much for yelling and tantrums. I’m more of a grudge holder, looking for the smart and sneaky way to get my revenge. Luckily, it doesn’t come to that often. I don’t offend easily. Even when I do, Inara keeps me from showing it. She’s very good at hiding our feelings. History I was the third girl born to the Tandy family. We spent more time with our grandparents than we did with our mother and father. It didn’t bother me then, and it still doesn’t bother me now. At least I had family around, which is more than a lot of people can say. I was several years younger than all of my sisters, so I was left out of their games. They thought I was too young to keep up, which was probably true. It was my grandfather that kept me amused most of the time. He wasn’t in the best of health, but I’d sit with him and listen to his stories. It was pretty devastating when he died. I was only ten. My oldest sister was the most comfort, though there wasn’t much anybody could do. Looking back, I’m glad I got the time with him that I did. My grandmother followed shortly after him. We all went through the steps of mourning, and eventually, everyone moved on. Losing them actually did something to pull the rest of the family together. At that moment, we were closer than we’d ever been before. Which was good, because I was going to need all the support they had to offer. I was twelve the first time the doctors diagnosed me with acute leukemia. Again, we went through the steps, did all the recommended treatments. It was hard on everyone, though I did myself to stay strong. You’d be surprised what kind of strain a sick child can put on a family. But we struggled through it. Eventually, I fought back the sickness, though there was always the risk of it coming back. I missed a lot of school, got held back a year. It was more of a struggle as I tried to catch up, and get my life back on an even keel. Ever since then, I’ve always felt a little…behind. Despite that, I lived well enough. I had a normal life. There was always doctors appointments to go to and medicine to take, but it didn’t get in the way too much. I had friends, boyfriends. I went to school dances and participated in theater. Sports were out of the question, since I was never particularly strong. That didn’t bother me much. I watched my sisters play volleyball and softball and all those other girly sports. Everything was going as well as could be expected. Then, life threw me another curve ball. At seventeen, I was approached by the Agency. I’d been having some odd memories, but I passed it off as some sort of episode, a side effect of the pills I was taking. They told me the truth, thought. That I was a reincarnate of someone called Inara Serra. I’d never seen Firefly, so I had to do a lot of research. It was something of a shock to know that I had some sort of high class prostitute living inside me. I couldn’t adjust to it, at first, but since then, I’ve learned to cope. We had a lot in common, more than anybody knew. Since then, I’ve learned to live with Inara, quite well actually. She’s a great source of comfort, and walks gracefully in all the places that I would stumble. I graduated high school with honors, did well enough to get a scholarship to Columbia. My parents weren’t too keen on the idea of me going off on my own, but I had something to prove. So I did. College was fun, a whole new experience for me to embrace. I made new friends, went to parties, and still managed to pass all of my classes. A little over a year after I started attending Columbia, I got sick again. This time, it wasn’t as easy to fight back, though I got through the worst of it. The doctors aren’t optimistic, though. It’s still a battle, one that they’re sure I’ll lose eventually. But, until then, I plan to live my life as thoroughly as I can. In that, Inara and I agree completely. She’s my strength now, whenever I’ve got none to spare. I don’t know what I’d do without her. OOC |
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