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"We are in need of a good party!" Kyoku agreed nodding her delicate head. "I must say, you give me far more credit then i deserve imouto-chan"

((OOC: There are not enough active geisha in the guild, Onee-chan!!! (kairisesshy) I fear that I will have to become a geisha to accompany the onslaught of maiko coming into the guild. ^^ I know you won't terribly mind, but we will still be good friends. I'll go ahead and change my profile to accompany this and I will be moving the Kanenokikyou Okiya. We can hold a ceremony, for anyone who would like it. It's just something that needs to be done, since the guild is growing so wonderfully!
I'm really happy about the rise in new maiko!

Just a reminder to patron, fees will begin November 1st. So, begin signing up for missions now, to help pay for things.
30,000 yen a month goes to the Teahouse, whether you visit it or not. It costs a little bit more to begin having parties in the teahouse, but they are so fun. Please sign up for one. The sign-up thread is in the normal threads.
Our guild mule should be getting its confirmation letter anytime now to accept all donations!))

Sayuri glanced towards the door as a new visitor came in. "Ahh...welcome to our little teahouse. I do hope you will sit down with us and have a drink. I am sure you are wearied from your travels."

Sayuri motioned for a maid/waitress to bring sake for the new traveler. It would warm him and he would hopefully open up to their graceful company.

*She can see he is an outlander as he is wearing a big T-shirt, shorts and white although somewhat worn running sneakers, along with his backpack and stap. as Jusu sees the place is populated there is a glance of relief in his eyes and as the geisha speaks to him he does nothing than slowly nods, but as he attempts to walk in, his legs go weak from the sudden rush of relaxation as he finally can give peace for struggling, making him collapse onto the floor and almost pass out*

*Just sitting there, looking at Sayuri leave, Jusu looks confused for a moment as it all seems to happen too fast for him before he gets the idea, then finally he slowly stands back up and starts undressing himself while walking towards the tub. After setting his clothes and his glasses to the side, he gently sits down into the warm tub, his eyes closing and a soft sigh escaping from his lips as the warm sensation devours him, immediately taking some water into his hands and washing his face, and on his chest there are some bruises and small cuts from the past travels he had done*

((I can see I'm going to have to dig into my bag of tricks, as I'm dealing with mostly Literate RPers, something I'm not used to doing anymore stare , "Oh, this is going to be good." to quote a recent movie character.))


After sleeping a couple of hours Himeko awoke with a start and a bit of a headache, her head having "made friends" with the counter before saying "hi" to the floor.
whee

Surprised at her surroundings, she's happy to find that her bag is by the door and the money that was spilled (sp?) has been coolected and is sitting in a neat pile on a small table. Seeing the bath tub and the water still steaming (the maids checked and made sure the water was still hot every so often added scalding water to raise the tempture if nesscary), she disrobes and folds her dirty traveling clothes, before sliding into the water to bathe. A glance to one side reveals a hand-mirror in a small fold up table attached to the otherside of the tub, upon seeing her face cleaned of the vast majority of the dirt, she's a bit surprised.

After the bath, still tired for a couple hours is not enough for over a week of no sleep and even more so when combined with exhasution, she notices that there is make-up and a full kimono for her to dress herself approritely (sp?) as a maiko. Almost on cue a couple of maids come in to help her with her make-up, and remind her gently that a maiko's kimono collar hangs to mid back not up by the neck and the obi is not folded length-wise at all, as Himeko was going on auto-pilot in putting on her kimono. They even helped with her hair, no quite right for a maiko but ok for now she looks in the mirror again and is happy to notice that her make-up hides the sunken and bags under her eyes so she doesn't look like she's missed to much sleep and is presentable to go to work, if it is only for a few hours, as she still has much sleep deprevation to deal with.

Himeko, follows the maids out and into the main tea room, where everyone is gathered at the moment.

Serena walked over to where Sayuri was and listened to her talking to the new maiko.

As Himeko entered the room and made her way to a seat beside Sayuri, it was obvious to the other maiko and the geisha present that Himeko was not used to moving in the resticted movement of her kimono. As she lowered herself into the only kneeling/sitting position that a kimono allows at the traditional short tables, she smiled grace-ishly (sp?) as she lifted the glass with both hands and turned it into the proper position and then took a careful sip, so not to guzzle the drink down all at once. "domo arigatou gosamashita, I've need a small drink for a while now."

"As for where I'm from, I'm from right here in Japan. My parents did flee a land far away when their little village of a few thousand was attacked by a State that had an army of over a million soldiers, some 30 years ago. I'm told that where the village was located was part of the home of an enemy of their's from the birth of their nation, and that their propagnda machine branded anyone that lived in that huge area a subversive non-human, evil that only lived to destroy them and their way of life." She pauses and takes a another sip a bit longer then the first one.

"My parents only 5 or 6 at the time fled into the surrounding wilderness, a few days later came across an a feild of dead and dying soldiers from the agressor (sp) nation, where my father claims to have flown into a rage and used a rock to crush the enemy commander's head. But he only talked about that once, the only time I'd ever seen him drunk. But this is not a place for stories like that is it?" She smiled, the kind of smile that is forced when remebering something bad, like a mom having to tell a 4 year old that daddy's going away on a long trip, because the child doesn't understand death yet.

"After that, they took what they could from the battlefeild; weapons, armor, transportation, food, money, maps, etc.. They then headed north to one of the freindly nations that was taking in survivors, but none came to fight for 2 reasons the village was already gone and the nations that took in refugees were small in comparison none could hope to win a war with the agreessor nation, the CS. There they used what they had to grow and then they headed west unable to bear staying where they had seen entire families killed by CS troops. redface Oops I did it again. sweatdrop On the west coast they traded thier land ride for a medium sized boat some charts, and training and took off for lands unknown. They told me that I was born as they entered the waters between Honshu and Skikoku. The Republic accepted us right away so Japan is the only life I've known."

She blushed "Oh listen to me going on, about my parents, but I've heard it said 'To know where one comes from don't look to him or her, look to their parents and their parents' parents.'" Himeko then takes another sip and continues "my parents wanted me to learn about the customs of Japan because Japan became home not some distance village that no longer exists but in memory, so was enrolled in schools to learn not just the basics but Ikebana, calligraphy, and Go, and I'm hoping to learn the tea cermony, so I guess I'm not much different then you in terms of where home is just where my parents came from to call this home." She then takes another sip of tea and shifts her weight alittle not used to this sitting/kneeling position for extended periods.