I've got to become even stronger

Shiemi had enough experience at Fandom that she was sure something had only messed up and somehow she was in the wrong place, so she wasn't too worried. It happened all the time to other people! There were lots of other worlds out there. She knew personally, now. Lots and lots.

In trying to get home from Fandom for the this break, the keys had not done their job. Finally she'd spent her hard earned money and booked a Portal. She'd been assured that she would be home before she knew it. In reality, she’d been shuttled through several portals and waiting rooms and arrived ‘home’ to find it was two months after the Training Camp for her ExWire team.

A weekend of camping in a forest filled with minor demons and sacred artifacts, Camp was supposed to be a chance to help new ExWires learn to work together as a team as well as build on their individual exorcist skills.

All of this had, of course, happened TWO YEARS AGO for Shiemi.

"I mean, if all else fails I can just call someone from Fandom to come get me. Then we can go to the Portal place and get one to my real world." Her personal peptalk echoed through yet another empty corridor, and Shiemi wondered if maybe she should have tried looking for everyone at the dorm instead of the Cram School. The mission email she had received upon arriving had mentioned a train to Kyoto but nothing else, so she’d wanted to ask some questions. Only no one was around.

( or was there? )

[OOC: Last post for Shiemi, who is going ex-pat while her world goes through its reboot of half of its canon... but she only knows she has to fix her friends. Please feel free to text or email or call while she is on the train :) ]

Shiemi was from Japan. Japan had typhoons, not hurricanes. That being said, apparently they were the same enough that she was familiar with the preparations and the weather was almost home-like.

Even the idea of fish falling from the sky wasn't too weird? While she hadn't witnessed it, Shiemi had heard of it happening before, and not just fish. And she wasn't even counting the stories she'd heard from Exorcists (because those had been the fault of demons, see.)

So she wasn't as worried and scared as some of the people on the island. She had made sure to reinforce the boarded-up window in their dorm with a few spells she'd learned (just in case this was demons; she'd heard the talking sharks earlier, after all) and moved the plants and valuables well away from the exterior wall. She had a few snacks, now, and was laying on her bed reading a manga she had borrowed.

The window was buffetted fairly regularly, by wind and by debris, but she really paid only the least bit of attention to the thumping and howling. She looked up when she could heard the wood strain, but just with a casual curiosity - more making sure she didn't need to hammer some nails back in or anything than actual concern.

Which is how she happened to be watching as a giant shark suddenly burst in through the window- boards, talismans, curtains, and all.

It took a moment to even register in Shiemi's brain, but then: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!"






[OPEN! eeek! Shark in the dorm! awoooga awooooga! You'll find that it's dead, but awoooga anyway.]

It was late, Shiemi thought, toweling her hair as she walked the hall back to her room from the girl's bathroom, but a long bath was always best after a long day. And her day had been long. She'd started in the garden even before breakfast!

It was doing good for the cooler weather, despite how she had waited so late to prepare it, having had little to no supplies on hand, but she'd made sure to spread more netting and hay and finish the pruning. The witch hazel was in, now, too. As well as a few other medicinal plants that would survive any freezing. There looked to be snow on the way, and she was worried about that.

A small sound came from her chest... Nee-chan had fallen asleep there, nestled between the fabric of her bath kimono and her breasts, and she smiled at him, reaching in to rub his head with a finger. He'd worked just as hard as she had this morning and had deserved the bath. He was a big help.

A frown flickered across her face as she finally reached her room and entered. He hadn't been able to do more than cheer at the Salle, though. She set Nee-chan in his cushion on her desk, somehow not waking him. She'd managed to get a lot more blows against the practice dummy today... Dante-sempai would probably say she was at last at the starting line, she sighed a little and sank into her chair to open her laptop. "But I just don't feel any stronger," she muttered, clicking through to get to her email and check for notifications from her online courses.

That wasn't quite true, she corrected herself. Holding the sword did indeed give her a feeling of, well, being in charge - Oh no, she'd failed her math quiz; she would have to schedule a make-up - but the sword made her... it felt the same way as when the Vatican had ordered the Demon Hunt. She felt strong, but not good strong. Not... protective strong. Why did it work for Rin and Dante-sempai but not for her?

She finished the email back to her professor and then looked up the weather report. "Ah ah," she nodded and reached for her Garden Journal. Maybe she could ask Ringo-sempai? Not that Sempai probably ever felt like this. Sempai was strong. Though come to think of it, Shiemi blinked as she wrote down the day's garden activities. She hadn't seen Ringo-sempai skating recently. Was it because it was too cold to skate? That didn't feel like the right answer, though. Maybe she would visit -"Hmm. Did I check the bird feeders and fat balls? I should check again tomorrow."


[Can be open, sure]

Shiemi might be going to school in America, but she was still an ExWire level exorcist and she still had missions to go on and cram classes to take. Or so she'd found out when the summons from the Director had come and she'd been whisked off back to Japan to help the team chase away young kappa from school pools.

But but but! Shiemi had been given a new exorcist key! The Director had given it to her personally! Exorcist keys, he'd reminded her, worked to bypass anti-demon barriers around the town and the Japanese True Cross Exorcist headquarters; any door opened with an exorcist key would open a portal to get to the one specific place that the key was primed to. And this new key opened a door to Fandom Island. She now had THREE exorcist keys! None of the other ExWires had three! Shiemi gave her now heavier key ring a small jangle and beamed happily at it as she put the new key into her family shop's front door - "I'm off, Mother!" - and stepped eagerly through.

And promptly fell onto the floor of the school hallway, the door of locker 327 swinging shut behind her and closing the portal.

"Eh?!" She'd expected her room or maybe outside the dorm building, not in what appeared to be a hallway of the school building. "Well, at least no one saw me fall?"

Shiemi stood and dusted off her kimono. Huh. Why was the school so quiet today?

"Ah!" She headed for the school exit; she needed to get to her room and give Margaery the present she had for her!



[Shiemi is walking from the school to the dorms, open!]

He... Hello! This is Moriya...

ah! Ano... No. I mean, it's... Sh...Shiemi... speaking...

*Sound of her taking a deep breath*

I am not able to answer the phone right now; I am so sorry. I want to! Really! Uhm. Please leave a message and... And I promise promise promise to call you back!

Thank you for calling me?