Kumiko Arisugawa (hautegeisha) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2010-07-20 19:40:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-07-20 |
I don’t mean to break the rules, but maybe it’s more than just a rendezvous
Who: Kitty and Kumiko
Where: Ad Gustum
When: Noontime
Kumiko hadn’t forgotten the little siren’s request a week ago for a spell book. She might have not been a witch herself, but she did know a master blood witch. That was better than nothing. At least that was also something Kitty could easily pick up on by using her own blood. Sirens had to do whatever it took to get ahead in life and Kumiko was willing to help out a bit in this case. She wasn’t going to open all the doors, metaphorically, but she would leave one unlocked and leave the rest to Kitty. She couldn’t be caged forever. The girl had to fly sooner or later.
Holding the book within a pile of sheets, acting like she was going to send them to the maids to wash, she slipped into the dungeon unnoticed and made her way down to the end that was the redhead’s cell. After unlocking the door, she poked in and smiled lightly at the girl that was obviously there. Looked like much hadn’t changed. So much power to her. I don’t know if my sanity would be intact after this long. “Glad to see you’re doing well,” Kumiko spoke lightly, politely, and with a slight smile as she closed the door behind her. “I have a little gift for you, Kitty.”
Kitty was doing everything in her power not to go stir crazy. She’d come up with a routine to help pass the time: wake, eat breakfast, work out, run in circles, read, work out, eat lunch, nap, read, work out, sing, run some more, eat dinner, etc. Sometimes Lex would visit and the schedule would be temporarily broken. Sometimes one of the girls would drop by, which broke up the monotony of the endless days. No matter what, Kitty was determined to keep her sanity in tact and her body able to run, should the opportunity present itself. Some day, it would, even if not today.
The moment the door opened, Kitty was alert, always thrilled to have someone visit her. Seeing it was Kumiko was a special treat, and her heart sped up, hoping that she’d come through with her request. “Do you?” she grinned. “I wish I had something to give you in return. Will my eternal gratitude be enough?” She might have said it teasingly, but this was one thing that Kitty truly meant. She would always owe Kumiko, and while Kitty didn’t like to owe anyone, she could live with owing another Siren.
Of course she went through with the request. Kumiko couldn’t turn down helping out a siren that had so much potential. Had it been some prissy bitch who was still caught up in this decade, then Kumiko wouldn’t have bothered. But this? This was worth it. Just as long as Kitty held her end of the deal and didn’t blab off about who gave her the special blood magic book. Her smile grew softly as she walked on over and extended the book to the young siren. “You have an eternity ahead of you. Of course I accept that.” Besides, what the hell was Kitty going to give her? She had confidence in the girl escaping at some point, whenever that was. Kumiko would definitely live to see that day. Who knew, maybe when she was free, they could meet up and she could properly thank Kumiko. Until then, this worked out fine. “It’s filled with blood spells, some which may be out of your reach for now, but most are worth while. It’s yours to keep. I do hope you enjoy it.” Magic never truly interested Kumiko, especially when her bird form was enough to stand her own in a fight, but in Kitty’s situation, it seemed to be a vital thing to have under her belt.
Though she knew nothing about magic, Kitty was determined to learn fast. Any kind of magic would have been fine in her opinion, but she’d quickly find that blood magic was the best she could ask for. The others were more likely to ask for ingredients of some sort, most of which were out of her reach. Blood was easy to come by, especially her own; she’d just have to learn to bear the pain of obtaining it. “Thank you,” Kitty said, reaching out and accepting the book. She was almost giddy about receiving it, already wanting to read up and try a few spells. “I’m sure I’ll learn eventually. Got to start somewhere, and this gives me something to do with all the time I have.” Too much time with too little to do was making her crazy. Now she could set new daily goals, giving her something to celebrate as she succeeded with her spells.
Kumiko made a mental note to let Kiara know that the little siren was pleased with the gift. Of course she didn’t tell the older redhead all the details, merely that she knew of a younger siren who wished to learn magic. And that was all that was needed to be said, too. Watching Kitty acting all sorts excited, she kept smiling while gently folding her arms against her chest. “You’ll learn in time. Who knows, perhaps one day you’ll master it.” For blood magic required killing people eventually and she was certain Kitty had no qualms with that. She had faith in her. “Will you be needing anything else or will this entertain you for now?” Kumiko wasn’t sure what else she could sneak down to the little one that wouldn’t be obvious.
Blood magic was perfect for Kitty, as she had no qualms about killing people and wasn’t squeamish when it came to blood. If she were a human, she might consider it a lack of morals, but for a siren it could be as basic as survival. She needed to kill to stay alive, so why not make use of it from time to time? It was good to know it would serve more use than just getting out of Ad Gustom. Learning magic was something she put more value in now that she found herself in such a precarious position and she vowed never to let it happen again. “I think this should hold me over for a long while,” she smiled. She would request bandages from someone else; Kumiko had done enough that she didn’t want to bother her with another request.
“I’m sure you’ll do quite well,” Kumiko nodded in response. She turned to go to the door and leave Kitty to her new gift, but she paused as something came into mind. She remembered how she had her own mentor when she was young and still new to the whole siren lifestyle and for the most part had to figure things out on her own. That was how life was back then. Now there were kids being force fed information. Life was too easy now. Though here was Kitty, a young siren who was doing her best to survive and made due with what she had. Perhaps she didn’t need someone guiding her, but she was still young. Still had so much time ahead of her. Turning on her heels, Kumiko came closer to the redhead and spoke up, “I have no doubts in your ability to escape, Kitty, and to tell the truth, I’m cheering you on. Sadly, I can’t assist you any further here, but once you’re out?” A genuine smile swept across her lips. “Feel free to look me up. I have several other siren friends who are well-seasoned. We all need to look out for one another, no?” Competition was one thing, as was holding someone by the hand, but friends looked out for each other, and Kitty was far from the dumb, young, modern siren girl who didn’t have a single clue about their life.
A mentor? A friend? It didn’t matter what they called it, as Kitty was thrilled to have anything and everything in between. Here was someone years older than her who’d lived through everything Kitty could possibly experience. Kumiko could give her insight she couldn’t hope to find anywhere else. It was far more than she’d expected, since she couldn’t see many reasons why Kumiko would benefit from her acquaintance, but she certainly wasn’t going to turn it down. Friendship, though, was closer to equals, and that was something she wanted regardless of how old Kumiko was. So few people could understand her and share experiences with her, so it was refreshing to find someone who could. “I will, thank you,” Kitty smiled. “I look forward to knowing you on the outside, however long it takes me to get there.” It might be days, or months, possibly years, but Kitty would get out.
This wasn’t something that Kumiko normally did, but being able to escape from a dungeon like this? She was worthy enough to be a siren. None of this self-entitled nonsense. And it helped that Kitty seemed genuinely grateful. You didn’t get that much these days. Kumiko missed that - people being thankful and respectful. “The feeling is mutual,” Kumiko responded and bowed gracefully to Kitty. “I give you the best of luck.” Because she was going to need it. As the Japanese siren stood up right, she kept that kind smile on her lips, even as she turned to the door to exit. So many of the prostitutes spoke of the redhead up above, mainly how she was one of the few slaves who was not killed off yet. Perhaps the only one. If only Kitty knew she would become infamous the moment she escaped Ad Gustum. Everyone would be talking about her and the whole time Kumiko would keep quietly to herself and let only a slight smirk creep up onto her lips. With that in mind, she stepped out from Kitty’s cell and made her way on out of the basement.