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 Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2006 7:57 am
'I not understand,' she said again.
'Why stuck? Why can not leave?' Sayuri tried to wipe away her tears from her cheeks without taking any more makeup away but it was a losing battle. She felt under her obi belt, and tugged out a tissue; it was a pretty handy place to store things for the little Maiko. She dabbed at her face, then her eyes, looking at Maryke again. Now that she knew that the furred whiteness on the woman's head and about her neck werent merely an accessory they had taken on a more fascinating light. What was in like to have fur? She shook at the thought that it might be an experience she would soon know.
'I want to go home.' she lamented to herself, balling the tissue against her mouth.
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2006 11:08 am
"You wanna go home?" Maryke scoffed, audibly, as she kept in her squat, her ruffed ears twitching every so often. Seeming to mimick what she was thinking at that moment in time. "Well, so do I....we ALL do. Listen chinadoll," she said, seeming to favor that particular nickname for the girl ."We CAN'T go home. None of us can. THEY won't let us. There's men with guns....fences....we're surround by water for chrissakes. Apart from a miracle we're pretty much stuck here till the day we die...."
The more Maryke spoke the more she was inwardly battling herself. It was as if she was just now coming to this conclusion herself. That yes, even the madam who had once had all the power in the world, was now just as helpless as the rest of them. And that feeling hurt, hurt badly.
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2006 11:18 am
Guns, fences and water oh my! Sayuri shook her head, the tinkling noise from her hair ornaments doing nothing to lighten the mood.
'I not understand,' she mumbled, this time to herself. This is the place her mother and onesan had been so eager she go to? They had to have been tricked. She would not believe that they would have sent her here knowing that she would never be able to return.
'You stuck as well?' Sayuri looked at Maryke, dabbing the last of her tears away with the tissue. She seemed to recover a little, kneeling, then bowing on the floor to the madame before sitting up again, hands rested on lap, back straight. The fact that she was what amounted to a prisoner on the Island had been pushed away by the ingrained manners that she had been taught ever day. Tropical island or Geisha district..she still was a Maiko. It was all she knew.
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2006 11:31 am
"Yeah..... " she said a bit bitterely, her ears flattening and her hazel eyes darkening at the mere thought of it all. "M'stuck to. And believe me...No one wants to get out of this hellhole more then I do...." As the girl bowed Maryke quirked an eyebrow wondering if she too was supposed to follow the custom, but for lack of understanding she opted out of it and instead gave a weary little grin of sorts as the woman went back into her straightened position.
"You...gunna be okay?" She asked, still frowning a bit.
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2006 11:36 am
'I will be 'A-OK',' she giggled, holding two fingers up in a victory sign, her head canted to one side. She got up, brushing down her kimono and straightening it a little. Then she reached up for a quick check of her hair before giving a small bow towards Maryke again.
'What is name please?' Sayuri asked. It was almost as if Maryke hadnt broken such huge news to the maiko. It wasnt that Sayuri had forgotten, more that she wasnt able to digest it all right at that moment. And so she would simply be cheerful, and try to to be entertaining.
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Posted: Sat Sep 02, 2006 11:47 am
Maryke couldn't help but let out her own chuckle. This time at the bow, Maryke bowed back to her, though of course not as graceful and self assured in the act as the other.
At the question she let a smile slip to her features, remnants of the chuckle and she placed a hand over her chest, right under the silky white fur. "Maryke is my name. And you?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 03, 2006 2:13 am
The act of Maryke bowing made Sayuri automatically bow back, deeper then the first.
'Satoharu Sayuri,' she replied, giving her Okiya name first.
'Sayuri,' she mimicked Maryke and put a hand on her kimono, just above her obi-belt.
'It hurt?' she asked after a pause, her hand hovering around her neck, indicating where Maryke's neck fur was.
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Posted: Sun Sep 03, 2006 12:00 pm
"Sayuri," Maryke repeated after her, making sure she had pronounced the name right. Figuring she had said it right she merely paid attention to what Sayuri said next. Well....it didn't really hurt but it did...
"It itched," she said waving a hand towards her fur. It still felt so detached even though it was indeed now a part of her. Her ruffed ears flattened at the thought and she continued, "Itched like crazy, and my ears throbbed but...." she shrugged lightly. "I guess it coulda been worse. I mean some people here look much MUCH worse then I do."
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Posted: Sun Sep 03, 2006 12:04 pm
'I see..' her face wrinkled in thought as she tried to remember his name.
'New-ton,' Sayuri said triumphantly, having remembered it and possibly pronounced it correctly.
'He is frog man,' she said, then frowned. She would have to find him and apologise. She hadnt believed him when he had told her about the Island.
'Is worse then him here?' she asked tentatively.
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Posted: Sun Sep 03, 2006 12:14 pm
Newt?? Maryke visibly blanched when Sayuri mentioned the name. "Newt, yeah, he's pretty..." She was about to issue a few choice words, each more unpleasant then the rest, but she figured Sayuri wouldn't understand and if she did, well it'd be too tactless to her. "Disgusting..."
"Yes," she said honestly, "I haven't met everyone myself, but there's a few people....you probably wouldn't wanna meet. Just stay away from the dark parts of the jungle," she said thinking of Jamal and how near frightening that was to her, "And with everyone else... just yanno, golden rule or whatever. Be nice and then everything should be peachy king."
Of course Maryke should have dumbed down her words for those that didn't know English well. But, the madam had trouble thinking about the language barrier when she hardly ever thought before she spoke anyway.
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Posted: Sun Sep 03, 2006 3:23 pm
'He eat fly, but he was nice,' Sayuri mumbled the last words a little, not wanting to invoke Maryke's wrath again.
'I do not walk far from my place,' she gestured towards her Duplex.
'Pea-chee?' she was confused, but she knew nice. She thought that she was always nice. Polite, and biddable.
'I am Maiko,' she told Maryke.
'I am nice to patrons, I serve sake, I dance and I laugh at jokes.'
It was basically her way of explaining that she did nothing but be nice. Even if it was all learned so that she would entertain even the most boring or obnoxious teahouse customer in order that she earned her 'flower money' to be profitable for the Okiya. It was what she did.
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Posted: Sun Sep 03, 2006 3:38 pm
"Peachy....oh uhm....like good...nice," She said, trying explain the word, but passing the gesture off as Sayuri spoke next. She raised her eyebrow when the girl said what she was, and then she realized this wasn't another name she was attaching to herself, it was what she WAS. And with the way she made it sound it almost sounded like this girl was a servant of some type, or well. .. interesting.
"You know, I used to have a similar line of work too," She said, a classic grin in place. "But, I was the boss...you know," She held up a hand, fingers outstretched a bit to indicitate the 'height' of her power. "At the top. I was the head honcho over all the other girls.."
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 7:45 am
Sayuri had been right. The woman gave off an air of power. Strength, and the same sharpness as her own mother. It was no wonder that Maryke was claiming to be the 'top dog' of wherever she came from.
'Other girls?' Sayuri asked, curious as to exactly what the business was Maryke was claiming to be similar to what Sayuri did.
'What did they do?'
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 3:22 pm
Maryke kept the grin, letting a small flicker of mischief pass through those bright hazel eyes of hers. "Oh all of sorts of things," she said with a wave of her hand. "They entertained......men." She raised an eyebrow as she uttered the phrase, wondering if Sayuri would understand what she meant. OF course she wouldn't come right out with the nit and grit with what all her line of work really entailed, but it was kinda fun to hint at it.
"Anyway, I guess that's in the past now. Out here..." she scowled once more. "Nothing I did matters. Hell, *I* don't even matter."
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Posted: Mon Sep 04, 2006 3:29 pm
Sayuri nodded, thinking she understood.
'Like me then,' she said, not realising that she had just slotted herself in the same frame as .. women of questionable virtue.
'Why say you not matter?' she asked, her forehead wrinkling a little as she tried to understand.
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