dojima_hime: (Just a (professional) girl with a gun)
It had started with the teleporter, but now half of the Walled City population was missing. The Chief was gone, so was Hattori, and SOLOMON didn't seem to know what Yurika was talking about when she called in, claiming that the STN-J had always been a branch without a civilian police liaison.

Now Sakaki had not reported for work this morning, and there was no sign of Michael-kun anywhere in the building. Karasuma and Amon had gone out to try and find their junior Hunter, leaving Yurika alone in the building to try and run down leads.

Someone was taking out Hunters, Seeds, and Witches alike and then covering it up, and she was damned well going to stop it. Forget being a Hunter and sticking to protocol to solve this; She was Agent Dōjima Yurika, Class B Hunter and Intelligence Operative, and she wasn't stopping until someone (or something) was on the receiving end of her gun.

[OOC: For one, but open for calls/texts/etc.]
dojima_hime: by dojima_hime @ LJ (investigating!)
"Miiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiichael~kun!" Dōjima was possibly throwing a tantrum that would make the most spoiled Kardashian proud. "Why haven't you gotten me the files on the teleporter yet? I asked for them yesterday, and I can't move forward with the case unless you upload them to my phone! I'm not some genius who can guess your passwords!"

Dōjima, have you been in the coffee again? You know you're not supposed to have any. )

[OOC: NFB, NFI, OOC = LOVE]
dojima_hime: by dojima_hime @ LJ (Boy!Dōjima:  Bitch Plz)
One of the more entertaining side-effects of this, Dōjima had decided, was the ability to call into work pretending to be her father and inform the Chief that "Dōjima wouldn't be in today," and not get yelled at or threatened with firing. Not that he could fire her, but it was nice not to need to hear the tirade again.

Now she had an entire day to go over old case files she'd swiped from the office, a nice big cup of tea, and was totally ready to be Super Spy Girl, and start looking for inconsistencies in case data.

...after this game of Wii Baseball. Honest. Dōjima wanted to see if being a boy changed her score at all.


[Yeah, I can't help myself. Open for calls, texts, boyfriend, etc.]
dojima_hime: by dojima_hime @ LJ (girlkissy is fun!)
Admittedly, Yurika was not a morning person, but there was really no excuse for an intelligence operative not to notice something like that, regardless of how early in the morning it was.

Luckily it didn't take her long to clue in, and she climbed back into bed as soon as she was off the phone, snuggling up with the other person occupying the space. "I'm calling in," she muttered, nuzzling at Romeo's neck. "You're sick."

"Mmmmmph?" Romeo was blissfully asleep, or almost. He turned to kiss her and tell her not to be silly, when he realized something was different. Good thing last year had given him an idea what it was.

"Am I a girl again?" he asked, without opening his eyes.

"Mmmm...not sure. Maybe I should check," she giggled, taking the opportunity to snuggle closer and kiss his (her) nose. It was a cute nose! "But yeah. Pretty sure you're a girl again, koibito-mine."

".... and you want to stay in bed." He opened an eye and looked down his body. "I think that's an excellent idea, love."

"Not necessarily!" she objected, pouting at him slightly that he would assume such a horrible thing. "We could go out. Later. Try that new seafood place down the block, and maybe go dancing..."

He was too cute to hide away, seriously.

"But later. Definitely later."

"Much later," Romeo agreed, and rolled over to kiss her. He only got to do this once a year, after all; he had to make the best of it.

It was only a little unfair she wasn't a boy this time.


[OOC: I NEEDED TO USE THIS ICON AGAIN, OKAY? Preplayed with the always-sexy [livejournal.com profile] withoutverona. NFB due to distance, NFI. Sure, you can try to call (and leave a message), but they are very much not picking up the phone today...]

dojima_hime: by dojima_hime @ LJ (telephone)
Dōjima had spent most of the weekend fighting with her phone - with Moshi - before figuring out that the little brat had a phone of her own, and all Dōjima's calls and texts had been routed to that.

She would kill her, if she didn't need her so much.

Which is why Dōjima was now curled up on the floor, poking away at the little pink cell, nose wrinkling in frustration as she tried to explain to Tōko why she hadn't answered the other girl's numerous texts about Amon standing her up last night.

"Hey, Mosh? You have any games on this thing?"

[Open for calls and such, sure, but may vanish at any time. SP is win.]

[OOC the 2nd: Okay, people, if I can see an unsecured internet connection, and it lets me in just fine but then gives me "Local Only" access, is there any way to fix that, or am I doomed to sitting in coffee shops all week? Because I think the barista is about to decapitate me.]
dojima_hime: by dojima_hime @ LJ (Default)
Normally the events of the last few weeks would call for a round of drinking or dancing or some other mode of repression, but that would require going out, which wasn't happening.

There were other worthy, time-honored methods when it came to dealing with things like this, which is why Yurika went through the trouble of actually making Haikara udon earlier in the day. Still ramen, just - nicer.

Some things were sacred, darn it.

Which is why she was currently sprawled out on her floor, food set out on her desk and a movie queued up on her laptop as she waited for a certain redhead.

[Open door, open post! Thread with the Turk comes last, zoto.]

dojima_hime: by dojima_hime @ LJ (don't touch me)
After Triela had somehow got her up and moving, Dōjima found herself back in the dorms. Her room. Her bed. It almost didn't look familiar, even though it had only been a few days.

A quick handwaved shower to get the worst of the grime off, and she was curled up in bed, Six Soldiers playing on her laptop as the cat snuggled up next to her.

Not coming out again. Ever.

[Door cracked, post open!]
dojima_hime: by dojima_hime @ LJ (off on an adventure!)
Reno had promised Dōjima dancing and drinking ages ago, and after the events of Monday, she had felt the need to call in her marker. Freaking zombies. They'd taken off right after her first period class, intent on a day (and night) full of reckless insanity. Neither of them had heard the radio report, or the rumors that were swirling about campus, and so had set off for a grand adventure.

Which is why they were both stumbling down the Causeway at some unholy hour of the morning, still high from their night out... somewhere. If pressed, it was doubtful if either of them would remember exactly where they'd been over the course of the day.

America was too confusing, dammit.

"C'est le malaise du moment, L'épidémie qui s'étend! La fête est finie on descend, les pensées qui glacent la raison!" Dōjima sang merrily, pulling on Reno's arm. "C'mon, Red, dance with me."

In which a Turk and a Hunter bite off more than they can chew. )


[OOC: NFI, preplayed with the awesome [livejournal.com profile] raspberryturk, zoto. Up early, 'cause zombies are gonna eat my brain, and I work late tonight.]

dojima_hime: by dojima_hime @ LJ (does not have time for this)
It was going to be one of those days, Dōjima could tell.

After finding a series of completely baffling messages on her voice mail, she returned the calls and left messages of her own. She then left another message for Romeo, before putting The Godfather in her laptop and sitting back to watch the movie while she waited for a response.

Some people were just strange. Seriously.



[OOC: Evolving linkdrop, but open!]


dojima_hime: by dojima_hime @ LJ (longing)
It had not been a good weekend

Yurika had spent most of it hiding in her room, ignoring the world and radio around her as she tried to figure out what she was going to do. 

Now, however, she was staring at her test from Saturday, shaking it with a puzzled look on her face.  What had definately been a 'positive' sign was now, inexplicably, a 'zero'.  A second test also came up negative. 

Confused, feeling like a terrible person, and a wee-bit relieved, Yurika decided she was just going to stay in bed and hide.  All week.  At least that way she wouldn't have to see Juliet...


[OOC:  Door closed, post open, and Yurika still has no idea the rest of the island was insane too.]



dojima_hime: (Beautiful Fucked-Up Girl)

It was wrong.  It had to be. 

Yurika had spent the day wandering the island, trying to clear her head and praying for another result. 

No luck. 

Now she was seated at her desk, pen at the ready, as she tried to find some way to explain this to Romeo.  To Father Juliano.  To anyone

"You better be worth this," she muttered, placing her hand on her stomach.  "Kazuki Montague."




[OOC:  Open door and post is open!  Yurika's herself, mostly, just overly-melodramatic and a wee bit pregnant....]
[ETA:  Romeo's visit comes last chronologically.]
dojima_hime: by dojima_hime @ LJ (considering)

Yurika looked at the glowing portal skeptically, tapping her fingers against her leg as she regarded it. "Ano, are you sure about this?" she asked, glancing over at her companion. "You don't have to come, you know. Everything's going to be fine."




[OOC: Preplayed with the ever-fantastic [profile] fair_montague, coding hand-holding instruction by [personal profile] the_merriest (who is pie!).  Establishy & NFI, as they're off to Japan for the weekend. See ya'll on Monday!]
dojima_hime: by dojima_hime @ LJ (hard at work)
Since she didn't have any Monday classes, Dōjima had spent the morning re-arranging her section of the room as the Romeo-Shrew ran around in the hamster ball she had handwavily acquired for him. It was easier than trying to keep him in the box, and this way he couldn't bite her. Again.

"You owe me," she informed the rodent for the millionth time as she typed away on a report to SOLOMON. "Do you have any idea how much therapy this could make me need? You just had to go and turn into a rat."

Romeo just ran his ball into the wall again, and Dōjima sighed. "A rat. Seriously."

[OOC: Door and Post are open! Come boggle at the untamed shrew!]

dojima_hime: (more than you think)
Yurika lounged on the beach, watching Kaz and Seraphina playing near the water's edge. 

"So, do we have any theories about why we have two children running around?" she asked, looking over her shoulder at Romeo.  "I'm rather sure I'd remember having a baby."


[OOC:  Looking for the other members of the posse, but the beach (and the entire crew) is open for your pinging pleasure.]

dojima_hime: by dojima_hime @ LJ (wee!Dōjima)
Last night  there had been a handwaved slumber-party, complete with fuzzy pjammas, movies, and popcorn.  It had been a blast, and Dōjima had fallen asleep against Romeo sometime during one of the movies.

Now, however, it was bright out.  Dōjima fully intended to stay snuggled under her blankets until the cartoons came on, but there was one small problem.

"You stole my pillow," she said, poking the other figure in her bed.  "Hey.  You.  Gimmie."


[OOC:  For the roomie and the boyfriend, but open for all your wee!Dōjima needs.  All occupants modded with permissions!]

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