The soft whirr of jet engines still rung in Kiki's ears as she left her plane. It had been a long flight to Sapporo from LA. Working overseas wasn't going to be easy, but it was for the best. She was here to represent her company, something she was both nervous and excited to do. It felt strange hearing Japanese all around her, she was so used to being in America she had forgotten what it was like to hear the smooth language. Her bag swung from her back lazily as Kiki weaved through the crowds of the airport. She was still pretty jet lagged from the long flight overseas. She felt drained already. Her things should have arrived on an earlier flight, not that she had much to bring with her. Considering she wasn't going to be living alone, and bringing any sort of furniture across seas was the equivalent of taking a ride through hell on an ice berg, she had opted to bring only her favorite things, and leave the rest behind. Tossing the bagel wrapper that had been in her hand for the last 20 hours. She had passed out at some point, but her body still felt off kilter by a few hours. For once she would be waking and sleeping at normal hours, which was a sharp change from waking up at 6 pm and going to bed at 8 am. She had been doing that ever since she had to start moving her things. The morning sun shone through the large windows that Kiki walked by lazily. People were milling about, bustling back and forth, and all she could do was stare. Even on the moving sidewalk, all she did was stare out the windows. It still felt like a dream, just as it had when she stepped on the plane. Everything since the incident had felt like that. The ending of the moving sidewalk indicated that she needed to get her but in focus. It was further emphasized by the fact that she had nearly tripped over it. Gathering her balance again, Kiki pulled back her sunny blond locks. She wasn't a very tall person in general, but around here she felt like a sore thumb. 5'7" and bright blond hair. Biting down on her lip, she kept moving, trying to find the baggage claim. Some things were in English, but most was in Japanese. Thank god she had practiced before she came. It had been a while since she had spoken, almost five years, but she would have to put it to good use. Following the signs, Kiki ended up walking into the baggage claim. Her flight had yet to unload. Sitting on a bench, Kiki waited patiently, looking all around her. It had to be a dream right? There was no way she was actually in Japan, going to live there with someone she had meet a while ago on chunmi. Someone who she knew very well, or she hoped. Things tended to not go in her favor. Taking a deep breath, she closed her eyes and let herself just breathe for one second.