<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">The Black Box</span></strong></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> December 4th, 2020 | 11:30 PM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, IT Department (The Blinking Boxes are Computer Hard Drives!)<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Human Lily, Whose Computer Screen Provides a Small Light in the Dark, Strange Room<br/><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> --<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless is visible, <em>jingling</em>, couching above Lily, and bleeding blood that smells like Lily's favorite scent.<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her Bells | Mayan-Like Clothes | Blood</span><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><em>Ooo.</em> The quiet human jumped a lot. <em>Was she afraid?</em> <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “A trickster,” Kyless titled her horned, belled head to one side at this human’s many questions, and her poor hiding spot. “Oh.” The demoness stated quietly, still crouched on top of the large desk, still bleeding, as the quiet human said they could not become <em>un</em>-visible. That not <em>every</em>thing could turn <em>un</em>-visible. “It would be…” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Her horned head titled to the <em>other</em>side as the trickster considered this truth. “Far less fun if <em>every</em>thing could be <em>un</em>-seen, yes. But that is why I am so valuable.” Another, bewildering yet mischievous smirk fell on the corners of her dark, blue lips.<br/><br/>Or at least, her magic was why these silly humans of SOPHE <em>appeared</em> to keep her in a cage. <em>How long had Kyless been there, exactly? It could not have been very long, could it?</em> <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The trickster did <em>peer</em> at the light-colored, human arm that <em>appeared</em> from underneath the desk. She even <em>squinted</em> her big, shimmering golden eyes at it, as if waiting for <em>some</em>thing. She did <em>not</em> understand this. These many strange, human words. “The Outside!” Kyless chanted simply, undeterred and held her own, blue-grey arm next to the human's, mimicking this quiet one's peculiar gesture <em>perfectly</em>. <em>They both had arms. They both would go to the Outside. They would do this now, yes?</em> The quiet human’s hand suddenly changed, and one of her fingers pointed upward. The trickster’s eyes widened, in her crouch. This quiet human knew how to <em>get</em> to the Outside. <br/><br/><em>Yes, yes, yes!</em> Things were finally coming <em>together</em> for the blue-grey demoness. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless sat back on her bare feet and watched as the quiet human got out from underneath the large desk, and when to a nearby wall and retrieved… <em>some</em>thing. <em>Some</em>thing strange and <em>some</em>thing stranger. “Why are <em>you</em> <em>in</em>side, quiet human?” A question for her question. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless caught the s<em>ome</em>things from the nearby wall. Even in her hands, they felt strange. <em>Were they gifts from this quiet human?</em> To the trickster’s sheer disappointment, she did <em>not</em> feel her magic grow. These new, strange things were <em>not</em> gifts, they were required in <em>some</em>way… for <em>some</em>thing. “Do the silly, loud humans of SOPHE keep you locked up in here, with these blinking lights in this dark place?” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The quiet human said Kyless was drip… <em>dripping</em>. Dripping. <em>These strange things were for her hurt, yes?</em> <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>.<br/><br/>“I have a name, but it is best to keep a secret. You would not be alone in… <em>this</em> place,” the trickster held up one end of the white, fluffy roll of cloth and let it <em>un</em>-roll all the way, down, down, down, until it reached the cold, soft floor. <em>Interesting.</em> How did this stop her hurt? Her blood? Her… dripping? <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. She looked over at the quiet human before continuing, “if you did not have secrets too. Secrets from the other silly humans around us, I bet.” The demoness dropped her end of the fuzzy cloth on the top of the large desk next to her. <em>Maybe the other something would be better, yes?</em> She held the bottle of… <em>liquid</em> up to her face. <em>How peculiar.</em> <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>! Her golden bells <em>rattled</em> as she shook the bottle of disinfectant, very hard, trying to determine what to do with such a… <em>some</em>thing that was not a gift. This was for her hurt too. Kyless did <em>not</em> understand, but her hurt was the very least of her concerns now. Neither was this… Witch. “If there is a particularly <em>wicked</em> human here, I will lead them far, far away from you. But we must move <em>past</em> the other SOPHE humans, yes? The ones with <em>bad</em>things? To get to the Outside.” The demoness held the bottle of liquid with one hand, but tapped the edge of the square of light with her other, spare finger. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “This. What is this light, quiet human? It can lead us to the Outside, yes?”</span>