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[color=DD648E][h2]Tachibana Shiori[/h2][/color]

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[color=DD648E][b]Age:[/b][/color] 22 (appears younger, more like 15 years old)
[color=DD648E][b]Race:[/b][/color] Mostly human, although the remains of demon blood still run through her veins.
[color=DD648E][b]DOB:[/b][/color] April 21st, 1994
[color=DD648E][b]Occupation:[/b][/color] Student / Waitress

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[color=DD648E][b]Background:[/b][/color]
Many decades ago, near the smouldering end of the war between magical critters and those who were not magically gifted, a female human and male demon reconciled a little earlier than the rest, and started building up their lives together. Eventually a child was born: a demi-demon. Now, a couple of generations down the line, the demon-genes are still passed on, albeit to a (much) weaker extend. The newest addition to this lineage is Shiori, whose demonic traces only manifest themselves in the form of slightly pointier teeth and ears, as well as the supernatural ability to manipulate unconsciousness.

Despite her somewhat uncommon ancestry, she has lead quite the normal life so far. She was a bit of an outcast in primary school, but this was not due to her looks nor due to her giftedness; in fact she had not even realized her powers at this age. She was, and still is, simply always a bit caught in her own little bubble, wondering about the nature of things, or marveling over the minds of scientists.

Most would call her dreamy, but a more fitting word would be analytical: Shiori likes examining and dissecting situations, both social and scientific, but is more apt in the latter. She finds great pleasure in trying to solve puzzles, reading, listening to music: just about anything that stirs her imagination. She has a good spatial aptitude, and has found herself to be good at putting herself in someone else’s shoes. Even though one could say she is emphatic, most people find it hard to approach her because of her aloofness. Her absent-mindedness has also lead her to be clumsy at times.

Shiori may have the logic dexterity of a scholar, deep inside the girl is still a child. She loves collecting cute things and expresses this through keeping dainty stationery, small keychains, and sticking stickers whenever she finds the opportunity. Although she is usually eloquent, she likes squeezing in cute slang in her sentences every now and then.

Shiori’s parents had not gone unnoticed of their daughter’s abilities, both her cognitive and mystic skills. It was hard not to find out as they occasionally ended up being subject to her powers. They have urged her to continue developing them by following more education in the fields Shiori is specialized in.

Almost as if by destiny she received a letter that she had been selected for a magic academy not much later. Knowing she had the support of her parents, she accepted the invitation. Shiori still has some doubts about her decision, but is looking forward to set foot on new terrain nonetheless.

[color=DD648E][b]Magic:[/b][/color]
Dreams (and Sleep) - Shiori has the talent of controlling and manipulating dreams. Because her imaginative power is well developed, she is capable of creating surreal dream worlds that appear incredibly lifelike, as if the person experiencing the dream were awake. She does however not yet have full control over her powers, and needs to be unconscious herself to shape the dreams of her subject. If she manages to change the dream to a nightmare, her demonic nature will slowly start to kick in, and Shiori may lose control.

A master in this field has the potential of materializing themselves in dreams: actually being present in the other’s dreams and experience them. Besides dream control, they would also be able to have an influence on sleep: make their target fall asleep or feel fatigued.

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Shiori stared down at the letter she was firmly grasping onto. It was a short text, and exactly that made her feel anxious but eager at the same time. Part of her wondered whether the letter might be just a prank, but the thought was overshadowed by the curiosity stirring deep inside of her. Was there really a magic academy? And if so, why were there no traces of it? Could it perhaps be in a parallel world? Was that why students had to be teleported there? She had to find out. Even if all of this turned out to be a mere joke, at least Shiori had verified it, rather than let the chance slip through her fingers.

It had mostly been her parents who had encouraged her to accept the invitation; it would be a great opportunity to develop her talents. Shiori had said goodbye to them only a few minutes ago. Their departure had been brief to make things not too overdramatic, and who knows, she might be standing at their doorstep again soon for all that matter.

[color=DD648E][i]“Spare set of clothing... Pajamas... Notebooks...”[/i][/color] Shiori mentally checked whether she had gathered everything that would be necessary or handy to have during her stay at the academy; she was not sure how long her visit would be nor whether it would be easy to leave the campus ground. From where she was standing in her backyard, the girl glanced over her shoulder to behold her house one last time. Absent-mindedly she speculated what her destination would be like. She imagined a grotesque but graceful construction, tall and mighty, with towers stretching up towards the sky. Then again, it might as well look like your average school-building...

Waking up from her daydreaming Shiori focussed on the paper she was still holding onto. [color=DD648E]“I hope this is obstacle-free enough,”[/color] she mumbled to herself, glancing up as she read the final lines. [color=DD648E][i]“Ok, here we go..!”[/i][/color] she encouraged herself as she tore the letter in two. Shiori shut her eyes tightly as a bright flash emerged from the ripped note.

For a moment all she heard was her heartbeat throbbing in her ears, before the sound made way for that of rustling leaves. Nearby voices started to seep inside her head like the whispering of a gentle stream. She opened her eyes slowly to adjust to the light; a light that felt welcomingly warm on her cheeks and arms, reminding her of late spring. Not too far away from her she saw a number of what she assumed to be students, behind them a building overgrown with ivy. As some words caught her ear the girl’s idea got confirmed: they were upcoming students just like her. With nimble steps she approached the group, waving as some of them appeared to look her way. [color=DD648E]“Nice to meet you!”[/color] her voice chimed over the field of flowers.
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