Neo Geisha
an excerpt

Every step owned her patience as each move was executed in time to the music with a delight that continued to make the performance a particularly special one. While she was and had always been among the better of the neo geisha it was rare that she would reach out with her soul to touch the audience as she was doing now; a job was a job and she normally operated with that mindset, however once in awhile it was safe to express the passion she felt so long as she didn't do it too often and lose the passion completely. Tonight was an excellent night and the young neo geisha prayed that it continued that way, adding a small amount of flair to the dance by tossing a fan into the air with a perfect spin, reminding herself that she wasn't just performing for an audience but for the members of that audience.
Normally this would have meant little to her but tonight was special, as she was positive that any evening now she would be graced with a visitor she hadn't seen in over six months. That even now he could be a member of this audience, watching her move and perform especially for him. With that in mind she continued to the second tier of her performance, twisting the fans in her grip so that instead of slicing through the mist and leaving small paths carved through the red, which became visible as the main light went out and the soft lights at the edges of the stage came to life, they would catch up the mist and move it through the air.
Although they were simple the arcs and shapes she made continued to enthrall her audience and she could hear the occasional whisper or gasp rise to her ears even as she moved. Little by little she worked her way around the stage, giving every member of an audience to see her in all her glory while preparing for the final stage of her act, continuing to disperse the heavy mist in smoky shapes that rose and fell with the whim of her fans as she worked her way to the rear of the stage. Once she had arrived she knew that she had disappeared completely from the audience's view, and waited patiently for the music to pause in preparation for the finale piece.
When the drum that signaled her return sounded loudly she stepped forward to begin her return to the stage with several wide sweeping motions of her fans that started to progressively push the mist off of the stage and into the audience, leaving all but the furthest most members blinded to the continuation of her performance, what she considered a special homage to those who watched even when they couldn't get the full effect of the view. Within minutes the very edge of the stage was reached and the final sweep of her fan had been dealt, leaving her to pose dramatically as the mist rolled over and eventually disappeared, clearing the path for a barrage of appreciative claps and whistles.