The hands, the hair - before the inept lips open. ( Sayuri )

Meeting 

Dogs take new friends abruptly and by smell,
Cats' meetings are neat, tactual, caressive.
Monkeys exchange their fleas before they speak.
Snakes, no doubt, coil by coil reach mutual knowledge.

We then, at first encounter, should be silent;
Not court the cortex but the epidermis;
Not work from inside out but outside in;
Discover each other's flesh, its scent and texture;
Familiarize the sinews and the nerve-ends,
The hands, the hair - before the inept lips open.

Instead of which we are resonant, explicit.
Our words like windows intercept our meaning.
Our four eyes fence and flinch and awkwardly
Wince into shadow, slide oblique to ambush.
Hands stir, retract. The pulse is insulated.
Blood is turned inwards, lonely; skin unhappy ...
While always under all, but interrupted,
Antennae stretch ... waver ... and almost ... touch.

By: .A. S. J. Tessimond

Emerald eyes flickered over the words taking each in as she prepared herself to meet her roommate. Pale hands slid the book closed and laid it carefully back on the desk as she twirled the chair she sat upon she noted her roommate side of the room , it was rather..... messy ? She disliked the word for it was a word of prejugement after all they could be many a reason for a unmade bed, such as lateness to a class or a stressful day. Though then the papers and laundry laying about or piled up, it caused a twitch of the eye. A hand took form of a gun to her temple a family trait to sign stress or a thought being made. A sigh left pale pink lips as she eased her body to stand ' I shall not and will not make judgements before I know the person. '

Was the thought that ran though her head as she walked over to her dresser allowing the hand to slide away from her tremble as to open the dresser door she picked a few items of clothing for bed and closed the door now looking at her own space , the bed was made up as neatly as it could be and a few play books and scripts sat spread along it a back and white rose blanket lay bundled up in the corner as to show she had once used it for her back as she read. She'd been in her dorm a few hours now placing things and belongings in their proper place. It was just about time for bed and the bath was calling her name . Looking at the clock she wondered where her roomate was , after all it was getting late.  Alas she was no mother and could do nothing about it so there was no need to worry about a stranger she did not know.

" heading into the bathroom there was a few things scattered about of her roommates and she couldn't help but organize them she had brought a wire self from home and kindly placed half for her self and half for her roomie. She needed this area to be a estuary of sorts so no mess would do . Hope her roomate would not mind.  Soon enough she was undressed and jaw deep in warm milky water relaxing. The tick tock of a clock was soothing to her as she sunk into the warm water covering her face allowing hair to spread across water . Tick tock tick tock time went on and soon white hair clung to a space as she let a breath slip through once closed lips emerald eyes sparked Alice as she rose..

A slash was made as she slipped away from the now chilled water and she allowed silken fabric to cling to her body as pajamas where soon placed on . They where black and much like the blanket on her bed had white roses scattered across them . Stepping out of the bathroom a eye brow raised as door knob turned.

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[attr="class","monbody2"]It had been an eventful day for Sayuri. Classes, of course, had taken up the bulk of the day but the real excitement came when classes were over and she got to busy herself with the joys of theatre tech. The school was working on a somewhat modernized twist on a Shakespearean classic, Henry V, and Sayuri was neck deep in preparations and plans to make it the best show Fukui had put on to date. Her more ambitious pyrotechnic suggestions had been vetoed by the drama head but everyone was more or less on board with some of her more reasonable ideas.

She had saw dust in her hair and a splinter in her thumb but all in all she seemed to be in high spirits as she strolled back to the dorm with the intention of taking a long shower followed by a longer bath. It was her third year at Fukui and still she found herself thrilled with the prospect of all that space to herself as opposed to squeezed into a bedroom with her two sisters and sharing a bathroom with the whole damn family. This year she had totally lucked out and not been saddled with a pesky roommate so the whole suite was hers and she was loving it. It was really a miracle that she hadn’t spread her belongings all over the room considering that no one was using the rest of the space. It was her party. But honestly she hadn’t brought enough stuff; she didn’t own enough stuff, to take over the whole space. So while there was a certain amount of chaos in the suite it was more or less contained.

Humming a song under her breath, Sayuri unlocked the door to her dorm and waltzed in like she owned the place; something that, until now, she basically had. Much to her surprise, there was a girl in her room, apparently still wet from washing up.

The door swung shut behind her as Yuri gawked at the pale girl. Then her expression shifted. Surprise gave way to interest as she sized up the interloper. “Well,” she said, a smirk growing on her lips as she moseyed further into the room. “What have we here?” She ran a hand through her hair, shedding a light flurry of sawdust to the floor.

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Emerald eyes blinked as a dusted head of fiery blond hair came to view. Shes a dog, thought Estelle thinking back on poem she had read not long ago. A smirk slid across lips as she studied the soul infront of her , outgoing for sure confident clearly , considerate unclear. Luna thought as she was the dust sprinkle across the floor. Sighing she shook her head causing a smirk to faid into a gentle smile as she looked the other in the eyes-ah eye . Words slipped out like honey " What you have here is a new roommate, my name is Luna Lunar it's a pleasure miss?"

A hand was extended as she waited for the other to take hold of it she looked to the girl . The unknown charaters seemed rather laid back but part of Luna thought she also seemed to have some sort of spark , weather that spark was good or bad would be told in time. Though one thing was clear they maybe need for some ground rules, it wouldn't be fair for her to over step her boundary however she wanted to feel at home here as well. While she wasn't a clean freak she did have her moments, however she understood no everyone is like her family, white furniture and glass tables. They did have there moments of fun like that pillow and flour fight her eldest sister and lover started. Yet even that was cleaned to perfection once finished. 

She found it funny how the other stepped here like she was a queen, though in the others defence she had up till now had the joy of living alone what Luna wouldn't have given for that , however she was the one to sign up to have a roomate... she like her sisters couldn't bare to be alone and so the situation at hand was made. She acually looked forward to experiencing life with someone other then her sisters. She found this scarred woman in front of her rather interesting at first glance and hope that they could get along. Time will tell as they say. 

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[attr="class","monbody2"]Sayuri’s single amber eye raked over the girl before her, standing there in silken pajamas. Her gaze was interested but not crude, looking her apparent new roommate over with curiosity not lewdness. She couldn’t deny the the girl was attractive though. She’d have to have lost both eyes to miss that fact. Still, she wasn’t without all manners.

She was surprised to have gotten a roommate a little into the school year but reminded herself that transfer students did exist. Besides, she might not mind the company. Her smirk turned to an easy smile at the girl’s, Luna’s, introduction. “Nice to meet you,” Sayuri replied, shaking her hand free of the last traces of sawdust before clasping the offered hand in the western greeting. She guessed; from the handshake and the name, not to mention the girl’s appearance; that Luna was at least partially foreign. Not that she cared a lick. It was just simple observation. “I’m Sayuri,” she added a breath later. “Kobayashi Sayuri.” Her smile turned into a lopsided grin. “I guess you’re stuck with me. Sorry I didn’t clean up the place.” She gestured around with a half-hearted wave. “No one warned me you were coming.”

Yuri tossed her backpack on her unmade bed, narrowly missing knocking the large plush fire-breathing dragon on the floor. Then she took a look around at Luna’s side of the room which was considerably neater than hers. Raising her eyebrows slightly she hooked her thumbs in the belt loops of her jeans and shrugged to herself. She could clean her act up a little but was far from a neat freak. She hoped this wouldn’t cause friction between her and Luna. She wanted to get along with this girl.

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A little dragon bounced softly as a bag was thrown hitting it's target. Her hand was taken , an spark was given . Bitting her lower lip a an apologize was breathed out " so sorry, my family tends to have an electric personality as my sister says. "

As she heard the name of the other she mentally repeated it so she wouldn't forget it , it was quite a lovely name rolled of the tounge nicely . Infact the young woman seemed rather nice indeed. A voice rose from the young woman once more as hands slide away. " it's a pleasure Sayuri. Might I add you have quite the little friends there , hope you don't mind but I used his listening skills to pratice some lines of a play. "

Turning away she went over and sat the little dragon up against the bag so it was once more upright. Then she walked over to her own bed. Sitting down she picked up a script " acually you maybe able to help me learn more on how to join , it's the school play and if I am not mistaken your apart of it ?"

A leg rose and folded over another as she opened the first page. " it seems interesting even more so if your in charge of would it be stage or effects "

She pointed to the sawdust. As emerald eyes met Amber ones, they were quite beautiful like watching a flickering fire.

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[attr="class","monbody2"]The slight spark of static snapped against Sayuri’s skin as she grasped Luna’s hand. She’d had worse shocks from working in shop though, so she didn’t yank her hand back or anything. Instead, she grinned at the apology. “Don’t sweat it,” she replied, waving her other hand in a vague gesture as she released her grip in the handshake. “Don’t worry-- I can handle a few sparks.” Her grin sharpened slightly and she winked her single eye, knowing full well how many ways that phrasing could be taken. She just hoped the other girl realized she was winking.

It was adorable how Luna straightened up her plush dragon, Tiamat. It made Yuri’s grin soften to a smile as she hooked her thumbs in her belt loops again. Her eye twinkled at Luna’s words. “It’s a girl, actually,” she corrected. “But I’m sure she didn’t mind, I know I don’t.” Feeling a bubble of whimsy she scooped up the dragon and held it in front of her, towards her new roommate. “Meet Tiamat,” she said, wiggling the plushie a little, her eye agleam.

“I’d be happy to listen to you practice though,” she said as she hopped backward onto her bed. “You got it,” she said with another grin, tucking Tiamat under her arm to give the other girl fingerguns. “I’m the best and the brightest of the stage crew and special effects crew.” She leaned over to brush the rest of the sawdust out of her hair and onto the floor. She could run the vacuum later. “You gonna try out for Henry V?” she asked, settling Tiamat in her lap as she crossed her legs, knees akimbo. “They’ve rewritten the whole thing to be kinda modern and for an all girl cast. Though it is gonna be done in English to; and I quote: ‘Preserve Shakespeare’s language and meaning.’” She shrugged, not being bothered in the least by that. Her English was more than passable, though she did have more than a little trouble with the thees and thous and all that archaic nonsense.

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Do not worry I can handle a few sparks. A gleam entered eyes as she focused on these so called harmless words it is true they could mean nothing. Though then what could be assumed up to be a wink from the one eye'd woman in front of her confirmed it. Being playful soul she was; her verson of a personal wall arose, not so much out of uncomfort, out of habit as silken words trickled out . " Lucky you can, because my spark isn't something to take lightly. My guess is your Ember like ways aren't to be misjudged either . " 

Her eyes narrowed to a flirtatious laziness . But soon flickered to the dragon she once mistook as a male. And a giggle left lips " my apologies miss Tiamat, it's just you have such a boyish nature I was easily taken aback by how charming you were to practice with."

Though Emerald eyes never left the blonde. Until they flickered to the stuffed you to give the little scaled arm a shake with two fingers. As the other soon slipped back to sit upon her bed. Narrowed eyes soon widened at the rather, interesting choice of position " Seems Tiamat takes after her owner. "

A giggle soon slipped through slightly parted lips. A few words fell along giggles " in more then one way , thank you for your willingness to be my audiance. " 

She calmed herself  soon enough as she listened to what was said next ah yes Shakespeare , a classic man for classic plays, though from the sound of it from the tomboy words they had added a few personal touches . Blinking she tilted her head ah so the play will be performed in English, how fun. Clearing her voice she let words flow out, though her mixture of an elegant accent became far more present,  it was like a British English with a dusting of French as she spoke the foreign language.  

" I know you all, and will awhile uphold 
The unyoked humour of your idleness. 
Yet herein will I imitate the sun,
Who doth permit the base contagious clouds 
To smother up his beauty from the world, 
That when he please again to be himself, 
Being wanted, he may be more wondered at 
By breaking through the foul and ugly mists 
Of vapours that did seem to strangle him. 
If all the year were playing holidays, 
To sport would be as tedious as to work; 
But when they seldom come, they wished-for come,
And nothing pleaseth but rare accidents. 

So, when this loose behaviour I throw off 
And pay the debt I never promisèd, 
By how much better than my word I am, 
By so much shall I falsify men’s hopes; 
And like bright metal on a sullen ground, 
My reformation, glitt’ring o’er my fault, 
Shall show more goodly and attract more eyes 
Than that which hath no foil to set it off. 

I’ll so offend to make offence a skill, 
Redeeming time when men think least I will."

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[attr="class","monbody2"]Sayuri grinned at Luna’s retort, coming to like this new roomate of hers rather quickly. Her eye glinted with amusement and good humor. “You’d guess right,” she quipped back. “I’m the fiery one in the family, you see.” That flirtatious look on the pale girl’s face tickled Yuri pink, all things considered. It was a promising reaction.

Once again, she was struck with how cute Luna was as her roommate apologized to the plush dragon. “You’re completely forgiven,” she told her, smiling impishly from her immodest seat on the bed. At the comment on her seating position, Sayuri wiggled her eyebrows lavisciously. She was no gentleman, though she could be charming if she put her mind to it.

She shrugged off the thanks but smiled winningly with a little bow from her seated position. “Of course,” she said. “My lady,” she added in English. Then she settled back as Luna began to recite Shakespeare. The other girl’s diction was wonderful and her accent was a pleasure to listen to. Sayuri felt her eyebrows rise slightly at the power and passion behind those words. When Luna was finished, Yuri applauded. “Good!” she exclaimed. “Very good! You should try out for Henry!”

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That goofy grin, it was rather charming in its own way; yes this woman infront of her was no girly girl. Though perhaps that is what Luna needed. She had originally feared to be stuck with someone just like her or her sisters. Yet even though she had come to the room in shock of the mess , oddly it was no longer as pronounced in her mind as before. 

Besides she found this self proclaimed firey woman quite. ...entertaining. As long as she could keep up with the playful ways there should be no issue. Speaking of playfulness a English phrase was spoken . My lady what a charmer she was . Though for now she would let it slide without a come back as she did a little showing off as English was spoken to show her theatre skills. A applause was given and a idea was said. So she should join the play ? Hmm an interesting idea, one she was already considering but words of encouragement may have just made up her mind. 

Standing up she placed a playful smile upon pale pink lips as she walked to her roommate. Lifting a hand gracefully she flicked the girls forhead it was a silly habbit of her family it was a caring gesture." Thank you for your kind words, I might just do that if it means getting to know you better. Besides I need some way to get comfortable in this school."