<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a5/4a/d0/a54ad0c78fe6f6ed9893fe8a6eb846e1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Date Toshiro<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, 11:00AM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>City Streets<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Agents of SOPHE (And Kyless) | Mentions:<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Meeting up with the others<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Toshiro is currently wearing a cream colored graphic t-shirt (https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/2292/0133/products/B_wander_640x.jpg?v=1571609586), dark cerulean cargo shorts and running shoes, a Hokkaido Nippon-Ham Fighters' insignia ball cap, and a pair of over-ear headphones with a stark white frame around his neck. A canvas messenger bag is slung over his shoulder, its surface almost entirely consisting of patches and buttons from an assortment of cartoons, movies, bands, and video games.<br/><hr/>The currently composed researcher was largely unaware of the slowly gathering congregation of SOPHE members not too far from his table as the voices were largely  dulled by distance and the ever heartening courage displayed by the characters shouting out declarations of what it meant to be a hero on the pages in front of him. This was at least until his head whipped around in the direction of an unmistakably precious, yet equaling unnerving sneeze, his gaze just catching the tail end of Kyless' latest unintentional display of vividly colored nasally projected snot sparks.  With a sigh at potentially having his relaxing moment lost with the arrival of his coworkers, and semi-cooperative prisoner, Toshiro hastily dog eared his page and jumped to his feet before approaching the gathering group with a wide smile.<br/><br/>Toshiro couldn't help but raise his eyebrows as the first to acknowledge him had been Kevin. This surprise didn't come from thoughts of Kevin as being impolite or having any particular aversion to him, but more that the younger man often seemed more focused on Mallory almost exclusively. Looking past the almost agitated seeming soldier, Toshiro's attention quickly locked on to the approaching figures of the casually dressed Mallory and Kyless. While Toshiro had long ago attempted to convince himself that hasty assumptions were best left to the ignorant and lazy, he couldn't help but feel largely certain that whatever surely momentary strife existed between his protege and her bodyguard was likely brought on by the trickster's involvement.<br/><br/>Turning back towards Kevin with an eyebrow somewhat cocked in exasperation at his simple moniker of 'Doctor,' Toshiro chuckled slightly at the soldier's formality. That and his ironically eye catching camouflage ensemble which, while being something that everyone at SOPHE was used to at this point, looked especially out of place in their otherwise colorful and commercial surroundings. “You alright there 'Soldier?' You look two wrong words away from stabbing someone, and usually I feel safe with at least seven.” While waiting on the answer, Toshiro continued past Kevin towards Mallory and Kyless.<br/><br/>Digging past a collection of pencils, sketch pads, electronic gadgets, and experiments in his bag, he withdrew an unopened packet of pocket tissues adorned with a graphic of a rather suggestive horned silhouette on the packaging above the words,<em>'The House of Red Lanterns'</em>and held it out towards Kyless. Looking from the demoness to Mallory he greeted his friend and assistant cheerfully, “Good to see you out of the lab Mal! Albion was trying to convince me that you'd become allergic to the sun.” Toshiro couldn't help but laugh out loud at the utter absurdity of such an idea, largely because as far as he knew, Mallory had never interacted with the nocturnal denizens of the SOPHE's sixth sublevel.<br/><br/>In a slightly less familiar yet still more pleasant than usual tone, he greeted Kyless while continuing to wave the scandalously decorated tissues in offering, “Enjoying your time outside Kyless? How are you feeling? I see the sneezes haven't stopped.”Bending over to inspect the bracelet on her wrist, he nodded thoughtfully in reply to the cheerfully blinking diagnostic lights before looking up towards Kyless' face once again with a slight hint of guilt playing across his features, “Seems to be working alright, let me know if it gets to be too much.”<br/><br/>Turning to the somewhat rowdier section of the group consisting of Albion and Lily, Toshiro held his arms out before greeting them each in turn, “Alby, Lily, I gotta say, the Black District ladies are going to be crushed to see Alby taken, but I'm glad for the two of you. You did good Lily.”Nodding solemnly one last time at Albion as if to mark the end of an era, Toshiro looked towards the recently arrived Ryusei with a grin. “Ryusei! Good to see you! How are the folks?”<br/><br/>Lastly he gave a short curt nod towards Nerissa and quickly looked past Leasick. With greetings out of the way he walked to the periphery of the group and  stroked his short somewhat well trimmed facial hair at Mallory's question about splitting up. “Well, I think you should stick with Kyless, Albion and Lily won't ever leave eachothers' sides, so I guess I'll...” Toshiro paused suddenly mid thought, his nose wrinkling almost imperceptibly as if catching a faint but distinct scent, before finishing quickly, “So obviously I'll go with Kevin, and the rest of you can figure out everything else. Come on Soldier. Daylight's burning.”<br/><br/>Placing his hand on Kevin's shoulder, he started guiding the pair down the street ahead of the rest, occasionally looking over his shoulder to make sure nobody was following too close before asking calmly and quietly, “So, what's eating you and Mal? I've known you both long enough to know when something's off.” Stopping for a moment in front of the entrance of a menswear shop Toshiro basked in the sudden revitalizing breeze of cool air conditioning against a hot summer day before stepping inside and beckoning for Kevin to follow, casting one last quick glance towards the group before walking casually inside with his hands confidently placed in the pockets of his cargo shorts. As he waited for Kevin to pick between answering him and heading back to Mallory, Toshiro occupied himself with carefully studying the collection of brightly colored vests and politely waving off offers to help him find things by the shop's small staff.