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Re: The Path of the Ancient [open]
« Reply #15 on: November 01, 2012, 11:35:18 pm »
Aska laughed softly, the chuckle a whispery, very feminine yet subtle thing. "I know many that dance when no one is looking. I was trained to dance for the eye, though. Would you like to learn how to play the shamisan, little one? Perhaps how to dance with fans? I sing, as well. I rarely get the chance to do this so often, now." She said quietly as they grew near to their destination.

She slowly took them down, and settled upon the Earth. The light cleared away, revealing a good sized cottage in the middle of the woods. Already, the smell of woodsmoke was on the air, and smoke plumed from the chimney. It was a charming thing. The outside is very well kempt, and shows signs that there are many things that will feed a large variety of the forest creature populace.

Aska leads the girl into her home, and the first thing to assail the senses is the smell of the herbs that hung about the cottage. Many were drying, but all of them gave a distinct scent. To a nose more accustomed to the city, it is confusing, cacaphonous. But to a nose that enjoyed the natural, it was heavenly. The cottage both looks and smells earthy.
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"I wished on the seven sisters. Bring to me wisdom of age. All that's locked within the book of secrets. I longed for the knowledge of the sage...So the sisters smiled to themselves, and they whispered as they shown. And it was from that very instant, I knew I would never be alone."

"It's true. We're all a little insane. But it's so clear, now that I am unchained. Fear is only in our minds, taking over all the time...You poor, sweet, innocent thing, dry your eyes, and testify. You know you live to break me. Don't deny, sweet sacrifice."

"You're such an inspiration for the ways that I will never, ever choose to be. Oh, so many ways for me to show you how your savior has abandoned you...Still you pray, never stray, never taste of the fruit, and you never thought to question why. It's not like you killed someone. Not like you drove a hateful spear into his side. Praise the one who left you broken down and paralyzed. He did it all for you."

"When you scream, it sounds like a lullaby. When you beg, I get all gooey inside. Tonight, I take your eyes, mind and tongue to spread the word and watch your kingdom come... Once upon a time, I ripped the wings from my spine. But when I hide inside your eyes, I still pretend that I can fly. Tell me every secret, so you can fall in love, then fall to pieces. I need new voices in my head..I need new lovers in my bed to feed my secret appetites. I need your scent all over me. I need to taste this tragedy. I need to know with certainty that the nectar was worth the squeeze. It's just the way that we're deceived. It's the blame that stains us. This, this sweetest disease is so contagious."

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Re: The Path of the Ancient [open]
« Reply #16 on: November 02, 2012, 12:26:19 am »
Homura giggled lightly still thinking about dancing when no one was looking.  She watched Aska with bright eyes.  She nodded excitedly, "I have always wanted to learn to play an instrument but have had no one to teach me.  Learning to play the shamisan sounds wonderful."   She smiled warmly. 

"You've been trained in dance?" she asked her eyes gleaming slightly.  "I would love to learn how to dance with fans.  I'm sure it would be far more graceful than when I dance in my dorm."  She smiled happily as they landed at their destination.

She looked around at the cottage, taking in the sights and the smells.  The smells entered her nose tickling at the natural side of her.  A Dragon's natural habitat being the wild the Cottage gave Homura a sense of ease.  Smiling at the herbs as they walked inside she turned back to look at Aska with a soft smile.  "Your home is quite lovely."
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Re: The Path of the Ancient [open]
« Reply #17 on: November 02, 2012, 09:03:11 pm »
Hands palm to palm, fingertips together, the priestess gave a bow. "I am humbled that you approve, little dragon. Find your way to the hearth's flame. Warm yourself. There is a blanket that you may speread out, or if you would prefer, the chairs are open to you." Aska gestured, already moving to the warming water.

Her hands gathered and picked at the herbs, creating a concoction, fragrant and sweet. Each went into the teaball for that specific purpose. Lemon balm and small hints of lavender flower. Mint for flavor and raspberry flower for sweetness. Another odd herb found it's way in, though the tastes and scents of the rest obscure it's existence.

The tea ball made it's way into the small tea pot that sat in a very elegant and old fashioned tea service. Sugar cubes had been arranged, and heavy cream sat beside it to be dolloped. The spoons were old and silvered, well cared for. The tea set is bone china. Scones are available, as is jam beside it.

The small statured woman wheeled the service over to the girl, her lavender eyes watching the younger female. "Would you like to learn what I know then, little one? To learn the arts of the geisha, and find grace of form and tongue?" She asked the girl, softly.
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"I wished on the seven sisters. Bring to me wisdom of age. All that's locked within the book of secrets. I longed for the knowledge of the sage...So the sisters smiled to themselves, and they whispered as they shown. And it was from that very instant, I knew I would never be alone."

"It's true. We're all a little insane. But it's so clear, now that I am unchained. Fear is only in our minds, taking over all the time...You poor, sweet, innocent thing, dry your eyes, and testify. You know you live to break me. Don't deny, sweet sacrifice."

"You're such an inspiration for the ways that I will never, ever choose to be. Oh, so many ways for me to show you how your savior has abandoned you...Still you pray, never stray, never taste of the fruit, and you never thought to question why. It's not like you killed someone. Not like you drove a hateful spear into his side. Praise the one who left you broken down and paralyzed. He did it all for you."

"When you scream, it sounds like a lullaby. When you beg, I get all gooey inside. Tonight, I take your eyes, mind and tongue to spread the word and watch your kingdom come... Once upon a time, I ripped the wings from my spine. But when I hide inside your eyes, I still pretend that I can fly. Tell me every secret, so you can fall in love, then fall to pieces. I need new voices in my head..I need new lovers in my bed to feed my secret appetites. I need your scent all over me. I need to taste this tragedy. I need to know with certainty that the nectar was worth the squeeze. It's just the way that we're deceived. It's the blame that stains us. This, this sweetest disease is so contagious."

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Re: The Path of the Ancient [open]
« Reply #18 on: November 02, 2012, 09:48:17 pm »
The younger girl happily made her way over to the hearth.  She picked up the blanket running her fingers over it softly, before she laid it out close to the fire.  Having always been drawn to being as close to the flame as she could, she curled up near the warmth watching the priestess.  She watched the woman fairly captivated as she gathered the herbs, and made the tea. 

As the service was presented to Homura she gave a bit of a bow in appreciation.  She carefully added a sugar cube and dash of cream liking things a bit on the sweet side, and took a scone and jam happily.  Letting the fragrance of the tea fill her senses smiling lightly as she looked up at Aska as she posed the question.  "Learn the arts of the Geisha?"  She tilted her head momentarily, but quickly nodded.  "I would love to learn what you have to teach, if you wouldn't mind teaching me.  I'm sure I could certainly benefit from learning the arts, and developing a bit more grace."  She would admit she sometimes lacked in that area, being a bit on the excitable side.  She sipped the tea quietly, smiling softly enjoying the rich taste.
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Re: The Path of the Ancient [open]
« Reply #19 on: November 06, 2012, 09:42:13 pm »
Aska took a seat in a chair that faced the hearth, crossing her ankles in a dainty fashion. Her lavender eyes settled on Homura patiently. "It has been long since I last had a little sister. I have not heard a voice call me 'Onee-san' in many years. What do you know of geisha, little one?" Asked the priestess, as she prepared her own tea, only using a dollop of the cream.
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"I wished on the seven sisters. Bring to me wisdom of age. All that's locked within the book of secrets. I longed for the knowledge of the sage...So the sisters smiled to themselves, and they whispered as they shown. And it was from that very instant, I knew I would never be alone."

"It's true. We're all a little insane. But it's so clear, now that I am unchained. Fear is only in our minds, taking over all the time...You poor, sweet, innocent thing, dry your eyes, and testify. You know you live to break me. Don't deny, sweet sacrifice."

"You're such an inspiration for the ways that I will never, ever choose to be. Oh, so many ways for me to show you how your savior has abandoned you...Still you pray, never stray, never taste of the fruit, and you never thought to question why. It's not like you killed someone. Not like you drove a hateful spear into his side. Praise the one who left you broken down and paralyzed. He did it all for you."

"When you scream, it sounds like a lullaby. When you beg, I get all gooey inside. Tonight, I take your eyes, mind and tongue to spread the word and watch your kingdom come... Once upon a time, I ripped the wings from my spine. But when I hide inside your eyes, I still pretend that I can fly. Tell me every secret, so you can fall in love, then fall to pieces. I need new voices in my head..I need new lovers in my bed to feed my secret appetites. I need your scent all over me. I need to taste this tragedy. I need to know with certainty that the nectar was worth the squeeze. It's just the way that we're deceived. It's the blame that stains us. This, this sweetest disease is so contagious."

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Re: The Path of the Ancient [open]
« Reply #20 on: November 06, 2012, 10:04:50 pm »
Homura curled her feet under her as she sat and sipped at the tea.  Smiling softly at Aska as she said little sister.  Somehow she could already see calling the woman Onee-san.  Her head sifted slightly to the side at the question.  "I will admit that I am fairly new to the human world, but I do know a little of the geisha.  They are traditional japanese entertainers who perform music and dance correct.  It takes a lot of training right?"  She sipped her tea trying to see if she could remember anything else from the little she read.  She watched Aska intently more than willing to learn anything the woman had to teach.
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Re: The Path of the Ancient [open]
« Reply #21 on: November 08, 2012, 01:21:44 am »
The woman's dainty hands cradled the delicate china cup as she thought of where to start. "Geisha are more than just entertainers. They are judged as moving works of artistry and grace. Even when not entertaining, you should always be feminine, well presented, flawless. Your every step becomes part of a dance. Your every word, a song you sing. Your gestures meant to entrance and delight." Her words were patient, softly spoken.

"My kimono, I have dozens, are only a part of the wardrobe I would teach you to adopt. You must remember. A true geisha does not barter in flesh. We are better than monkeys. Cover your feet. I will give you the proper footwear while you are inside the house. I will begin training you to wear the correct shoes.

This training will change the way you move, the way that you bow, sit, walk, talk, eat, drink or turn. You'll learn more of the arts, drawing, painting, singing, dancing. Fans for their beauty or their deadly use. It will be painful. It will be a long process. But it is worth it for the skills, in the end."
The ever youthful priestess looked at the younger girl, and tilted her head, as if waiting for more curiosity.
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"I wished on the seven sisters. Bring to me wisdom of age. All that's locked within the book of secrets. I longed for the knowledge of the sage...So the sisters smiled to themselves, and they whispered as they shown. And it was from that very instant, I knew I would never be alone."

"It's true. We're all a little insane. But it's so clear, now that I am unchained. Fear is only in our minds, taking over all the time...You poor, sweet, innocent thing, dry your eyes, and testify. You know you live to break me. Don't deny, sweet sacrifice."

"You're such an inspiration for the ways that I will never, ever choose to be. Oh, so many ways for me to show you how your savior has abandoned you...Still you pray, never stray, never taste of the fruit, and you never thought to question why. It's not like you killed someone. Not like you drove a hateful spear into his side. Praise the one who left you broken down and paralyzed. He did it all for you."

"When you scream, it sounds like a lullaby. When you beg, I get all gooey inside. Tonight, I take your eyes, mind and tongue to spread the word and watch your kingdom come... Once upon a time, I ripped the wings from my spine. But when I hide inside your eyes, I still pretend that I can fly. Tell me every secret, so you can fall in love, then fall to pieces. I need new voices in my head..I need new lovers in my bed to feed my secret appetites. I need your scent all over me. I need to taste this tragedy. I need to know with certainty that the nectar was worth the squeeze. It's just the way that we're deceived. It's the blame that stains us. This, this sweetest disease is so contagious."

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Re: The Path of the Ancient [open]
« Reply #22 on: November 08, 2012, 01:55:53 am »
Homura listened to Aska's words utterly capitvated.  The way the woman described the geisha was beautiful.  She held the cup in her hands as fascinated by what she was being told.  She nodded holding back a bit of her excitement.  "I would love to learn more grace, to study the ways of the geisha.  I have always been a bit of a spazz.  It would be nice to be able to carry myself with poise."  She rubbed her head lightly.

She invisioned wearing a kimono and smiled, to be able to wear soemthing so beautiful.  Thinking about the last words she had a quiet excited determination.  She wanted to look up to the woman like a sister  "I have never been afraid to put in time and effort for training.  I would gladly go through the pain and time if it is worth it, and I have no doubt that it is if you say so."  She looked up her eyes sparkling.  "If you are willing to teach me, I will gladly become your student."
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