<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">The Burdensome Bracelet and the Descendant's Deal</span></strong></span></div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Continued From Toshiro (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322750.msg15608587#msg15608587) and Ryusei (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322750.msg15609192#msg15609192)</span></span></div><br/><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 | 12:00 PM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> 'Shopping' Place &gt; Kyless' Cell at SOPHE<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Doctor Toshiro | The Descendant Ryusei | Marceline<br/><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> The Human Mallory | The Human Kevin<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless <em>cannot</em> smell, and is still <em>sneezing</em> big, painful, poofs of magic.<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her Bells | Ryusei's Dress (https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/0030/6289/0531/products/Adyce-2019-New-Summer-Bodycon-Bandage-Dress-Women-Vestidos-Sexy-Strapless-Midi-Club-Dress-Runway-Celebrity_800x.jpg?v=1580655978) | Bare Feet | Toshiro's Anti-Magic Bracelet</span><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">The pride the trickster felt instantly disappeared. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “I did not mean to forget,” Kyless murmured softly, <em>bowing</em> her horned, belled head sadly, “but I will remember to <em>share</em> another time, yes?” The Doctor Toshiro leaned very <em>ad</em>-<em>ja</em>-<em>cent</em> to her. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless <em>raised</em> her head, and blinked her big, golden eyes at him. <em>It was strange for a human not to smell like any one thing when they were this ad-ja-cent. Was he upset that she did not share today, this day?</em> She blinked more at the Doctor Toshiro as he touched her. Poked her. Underneath his gift. <em>Sharing was not one of the rules of this new game.</em> Then the Doctor Toshiro said her dress was a <em>good</em>thing. And the Descendant Ryusei said it was a <em>good</em>thing. And, for a moment, the Descendant Ryusei also sounded… <em>pleased</em> with her. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. She knew she could not tell the story of Ryusei’s dress. If she did, she would not get to keep things. Important things. So instead her answer, her story to the Doctor Toshiro, was far, <em>far</em> simpler, only a few words, on today, this day. “Ryusei found it for me…” <br/><br/>Kyless’ soft voice quietly disappeared as the Doctor Toshiro suddenly called the Descendant Ryusei by a <em>different</em> name, one that Kyless had never heard before, not even from the Descendant Ryusei’s ‘friends’. The demoness did not understand this. She did not understand what this new name meant, but she understood that the Doctor Toshiro was now <em>upset</em>. <em>She could not tell the Doctor Toshiro how she was feeling.</em> The Old Laws said demons were <em>not</em> allowed to tell humans of their gifts, or what they did to demons, and their magic. If she did, her magic would not be small, but it would be <em>no</em>thing, <em>no</em>thing at all. <em>Would the Doctor Toshiro take his gift away forever? What happened then?</em> There were no rules for this. Kyless did not know what would happen if Toshiro took her bracelet away forever. The bracelet made her magic small, but it <em>was</em> still a gift. Gifts from humans were <em>sacred</em>things. She must <em>protect</em> them. That was an Old Law, a rule, she remembered. Kyless always remembered. Her golden eyes were still big and round and full of something. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The Doctor Toshiro and the Descendant Ryusei were… <em>speaking</em> loudly, upset, too many words. Too many words <em>about</em> Kyless. She watched as the Descendant obeyed the Doctor and opened a portal, but not for them, for the Doctor Toshiro’s many <em>new</em>things. <em>The Doctor Toshiro was also the Descendant Ryusei’s superior.</em> As he was for the Human Mallory and the Human Kevin. <br/><br/><em>Her cell.</em> <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. She looked into the second portal and saw the middle of her <em>not</em>-home. It was <em>not</em> a place Kyless wanted a <em>Descendant</em> to see. It was <em>not</em> a <em>sacred</em>place. It was not like the Descendant Ryusei’s home. It was stark and clinical and <em>not</em> Outside. Instead, there was horrid, human glass on all four sides of a square, locked room. Certainly, the lights were on. They were <em>never</em> off. They glowed from the ceiling tiles and illuminated the sterile, boring, and empty space. With white ceiling tiles, and white floor tiles, and a white, springy mattress off to one side, with no bed frame, bare except for two, <em>good</em>, white pillows. There were only three <em>good</em>things in Kyless' cell, and that was if she could <em>find</em> the third one…<br/><br/><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “Ryusei was very kind to Kyless," the trickster <em>pleaded</em> to the upset Doctor Toshiro, once they had all stepped through Ryusei’s second portal into her <em>closed</em> cell. All all at once, Outside was <em>gone</em> again. Kept away again. And now her cell was full of more of the Doctor Toshiro's <em>sharp</em>things. <em>The things that made strange noises. The things that were shiny and cold.</em> Hopefully they were just for making the fuzz disappear and not for poking Kyless.“You told me to stay with the human Mallory. That was a rule, I remember. I <em>always</em> remember the rules.” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. While she was speaking, the demoness was glancing behind and <em>around</em> the tall Doctor Toshiro’s legs, and next to the Descendant Ryusei. <em>Searching</em> for the third <em>good</em>thing that was likely here, in her cell, <em>waiting</em>. “But the human Mallory left Kyless, even though I cannot create things on this day. This very, long day, Doctor Toshiro. Even when I am…” Kyless <em>had</em> to be careful. She <em>had</em> to only tell Doctor Toshiro what he knew of her magic already, and <em>no</em>thing more. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless peered at the glass corners of her cell as she paused, still <em>searching</em>. “A <em>small</em>thing, the human Mallory does not want to play with me. The rules said she <em>had</em> to, but…” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless looked <em>up</em> at the Doctor Toshiro then. <em>The human Mallory had cheated.</em> The trickster did not understand why. She thought she was a <em>good</em>thing, a <em>small</em>thing, today, <em>this</em> day, in order to earn the trust of these silly humans. But <em>now</em>… none of the humans had wanted her, at <em>that</em> awful place, that ‘shopping place’, that place that was certainly <em>not</em> Outside. Only the Descendant Ryusei had let Kyless stay. She was very glad to have met the Descendant Ryusei, and she wanted to meet him again, and see his <em>sacred</em>places again, <em>especially</em> the Ocean, but… But she had also wanted to play <em>with</em> the humans, today, <em>this</em> day, together. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her solemn, <em>glassy</em> gaze <em>dropped</em> from the Doctor Toshiro and peered at the top of her mattress on the floor, still <em>searching</em> for the third <em>good</em>thing in her cell. Since Kyless had been <em>out</em> of her cell today, <em>this</em> day, it was her <em>turn</em> to search. And Marceline had had a lot of time today, <em>this</em> day, to hide from Kyless.<br/><br/><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless leapt and belly-flopped down on her mattress, grabbing at one bare, lumpy side to peer over it. <em>Was she hiding here? Marceline was very good at the game of hide and seek. She could hide for a very, very long time.</em> Maybe she was hiding behind the <em>other</em>side of Kyless’ mattress. The trickster pushed up on her bare, blue arms and was about to turn around to search more, but she <em>sneezed</em> again. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her horned head <em>jerked</em> forward, <em>rattling</em> against her mattress as another large cloud of bright red and bright orange sparks <em>appeared</em>, floated and spun in mid-air. “Ooooo…” The trickster groaned softly, into her mattress, as the <em>pain</em> traveled through the fuzz in her nose and in her lowered head. But then, after a moment, she raised it, saying with her golden eyes half-way shut, “If you are here, you have won our game, Marceline.”</span>