<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021 | 11:30 AM <br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> Where the <em>Wild</em>things Are (https://hips.hearstapps.com/hmg-prod.s3.amazonaws.com/images/black-sand-beach-punalu-u-beach-1489522998.jpg?crop=1xw:1xh;center,top&amp;resize=480:*) &gt; The Descendant Ryusei's <em>Home</em><br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Descendant, Ryusei<br/><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> The Great and Powerful Doctor Toshiro<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless can't smell, but her tail works just fine.<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her Bells | Casual Dress (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/41/24/20/4124208ec8b34b58d62fc6af64763fb1.jpg) | Bare Feet | Toshiro's Anti-Magic Bracelet | THE OCEAN</span><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">As Kyless stepped through Ryusei’s magic portal for the <em>second</em> time that day, <em>this</em> day, she gave one last, solemn look at the bright, black and sandy beach behind them. “Goodbye Outside,” the trickster whispered, mostly to herself, a tiny ache and a medium longing, but most of all, the largest <em>gratitude</em> for the Descendant Ryusei. It was only a matter of moments before the silly humans took <em>away</em> her fun. She knew this, even if it was still sad, even if it was how things <em>were</em>. <br/><br/>The remnants of the Ocean dripped from the wet tassels of her beige dress onto his home, the Descendant Ryusei’s… <em>garden</em>. <em>His place where greenthings were kept. His home.</em> She was in the <em>home</em> of a <em>Descendant</em>. It was very special, very, <em>very</em> special! And wild. “Oooo…” said Kyless, as she glanced at them, the wild, the <em>green</em>things with big, round golden eyes. There were flowers, and bushes, and more water, and stones, many, many, stones. Some of the stones even had their own faces. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>drip</em>, <em>drip</em>, <em>drip</em>. The trickster clasped her hands together, and bent over several of these… <em>green</em>things, trying very hard to smell what she could <em>not</em>. In her excitement, her pointed, blue grey <em>tail</em> curled around Ryusei’s ad-ja-cent, bumpy arm like a bracelet, and tugged him towards her back, keeping him close. “I am grateful you will keep your <em>sacred</em>place and the Ocean for just us, <em>Ryusei</em>,” Kyless murmured softly, “the other humans can know we were together and ad-ja-cent today, but not that we escaped from… the ‘shopping’. If the silly humans find your magic portals, then they will <em>take</em> you and <em>keep</em> you away from me, like they always do with Outside and, now also, it appears, my <em>magic</em>. It is… <em>unfortunate</em>, but it is how things are, yes?” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>drip</em>. Kyless suddenly reached down, into a certain <em>green</em>thing, gently lifting its many branches and leaves.<br/><br/>“There is a Glear (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/77/8c/2e/778c2e9e7df95c5043b0c548f0da1b9b.jpg), <em>here</em>, hiding.” The Descendant Ryusei’s garden was a <em>safe</em>place for the Glear to rest before their friend the Moon appeared, yes, <em>indeed</em>. “She is asleep. Would you like to touch?” Kyless scoped up the tiny, hairy demon from under a particular <em>green</em>thing and took one of Ryusei’s big, worn hands, and placed her delicately in his rough palm. The Glear was as small as a bumblebee, and as she slept, even smaller, shimmery <em>bubbles</em> drifted up from her little nose. “You can hold her, just like <em>this</em>, for a moment. But do not let her Inside, <em>Ryusei</em>. When the night comes, she will awake, and make all your sacred-human-things <em>disappear</em> and be lost <em>forever</em>. But she is very sweet, yes? There are other sleeping Glear near here, <em>too</em>, but they are better at hiding, they are older, I think.” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>drip</em>, <em>drip</em>. Kyless glanced around Ryusei’s peaceful garden, beneath the late morning sun. It was more of a <em>calm</em>place, then she would have expected of a Descendant. She could <em>not</em> smell the Glear, she could not smell a <em>single</em>thing, but she could still <em>sense</em> the herd of tiny demons, and their magic, close and peaceful, for now, as they rested. <em>Together, together, together.</em><br/><br/><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>drip</em>. “She does not think you are <em>dirty</em> or a <em>hybrid</em>, nor do I.” Kyless turned back to Ryusei, with the Glear, her demon tail <em>still</em> wrapped around his arm in several <em>loops</em>. The trickster <em>remembered</em> what he had said before, in the Ocean, floating next to her. Training to defeat his father was noble, and very <em>un-surprising</em> to Kyless. <em>It was a part of his past, after all.</em> But there were <em>other</em>things Ryusei had said, between their fun ending and beginning at this new, also, <em>sacred</em>place, his <em>home</em>. “Those are human terms, and they are <em>not</em> what you are, <em>Ryusei</em>. Forbid them from calling you such <em>incorrect</em> things, especially when you are so pretty.” Her tail tugged his arm again. Not to move him, just to <em>hold</em>. Then, Kyless scoped up the little, snoozing Glear and put her back in her <em>safe</em>place, under a <em>green</em>thing, in the Descendant Ryusei’s garden. The little Glear did not need to awake afraid. “I wish I did not have to ask you for <em>other</em>things, <em>Ryusei</em>, not without a very good trade, but you will <em>find</em> clothes for me, yes? To aid in our lie, <em>together</em>? I wish we were going Outside another time, and not to a… ‘dance club’, but I promised the Doctor Toshiro I would <em>follow</em> his rules.” Her voice was soft then, a little sad even. Sad because today, <em>this</em> day, she was a thing that <em>followed</em>. But mostly because the Descendant Ryusei was sharing so much with her today, <em>this</em> day, <em>this</em> day she wished was short, and her magic was too small to give any <em>one</em>thing back.</span>