<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 | 11:00 PM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> 'Dance Club'<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Descendant, Ryusei | Ole<br/><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> The Doctor Toshiro | The Dying Human Mallory <br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless is being mind controlled. See disclaimers below. <strong>Bold text</strong> means Kyless is speaking in demon, rather than her broken-Japanese.<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 | <del>Toshiro's Anti-Magic Bracelet</del> | Toshiro's Handkerchief</span><br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">MIND CONTROL</div><div class="spoiler_body"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Kyless is currently being mind controlled by Mepholes. To do this, Mepholes requires initial (but not constant) eye contact with Kyless. Due to both her weaknesses to psychic magic, and her vast history with Mepholes, Kyless is particularly and extremely susceptible to him. Other characters may not react this way, and may require constant eye contact in order to follow his commands.<br/><br/>During mind control, Kyless is aware of everything - her actions, her words, her magic - but she cannot control them.</span></div></div><br/><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">They stood <em>ad</em>-<em>ja</em>-<em>cent</em> on the balcony. And Kyless liked it, very much, even if she wished they were Outside now. "You will have fun later and soon, Ryusei,” the trickster reassured, nodding. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “The Moon is as fun as the Ocean. We will play under the Moon. Perhaps we can be naked then, yes?” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The blue-grey demoness looked up at him, the Descendant Ryusei, and just him. A small, barely hopeful smile crossed the dark corners of her blue lips. Wild and mischievous. “Or, we could be naked in the Ocean. I think the Ocean would very much like to see you naked, Ryusei. <em>Two</em> pears?”<br/><br/><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The trickster clasped her hands together and stood up on the tips of her bare feet. She <em>never</em> got two pears, not at the same time, even if <em>she</em> thought she did two <em>good</em>things. <em>The Doctor Toshiro said it did not work that way, her rewards.</em> It was very silly to Kyless, but it was how things were. But now, <em>this</em> day, this very, very <em>long</em> day, there were <em>two</em> pears! Two pears for Kyless when she only, usually, got one. <em>This was very exciting, indeed, even if she had yet to find the very well hidden, very well powerful demon for silly SOPHE!</em> She blinked her big, golden eyes at the Descendant Ryusei as he spoke of leaving, for a little while. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “Oh. Okay.” The demoness wondered if the Doctor Toshiro had said <em>some</em>thing else to the Descendant Ryusei to make him leave. May be the second pear had rules that the first pear did not. May be her and the Descendant Ryusei could not be <em>ad</em>-<em>ja</em>-<em>cent</em> when they were under the Moon. May be… “If Toshiro would like to wear your dress now, Ryusei, I can trade! I think the Doctor Toshiro’s suit is also very fun. I will wear the jacket with nothing else, yes?” And may be the bow tie, too. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless tilted her horned, belled head at the Descendant Ryusei left without saying <em>any</em>thing more. <em>Did she get the Descendant Ryusei into trouble?</em> The <em>rest</em> were all <em>down</em> there, together, where Kyless <em>should</em> have been, but the trickster was very certain that a <em>bad</em>thing would be <em>up</em> here, observing, staying in the dark until—<br/><br/>Until it was too late.<br/><br/><em>Hide. Do not let Him see. Never let Him see.</em> And Kyless turned herself invisible, where He could not see her. <br/><br/>Only, she could <em>not</em>. She could <em>not</em> turn invisible. She could <em>not</em> hide from Him. Not today, <em>this</em> day, not like <em>five-hundred</em> years ago, when she had escaped the first time, the last time. <em>Her bracelet.</em> <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>.<br/><br/><em>Toshiro’s gift.</em><br/><br/>Her golden eyes were wide, but <em>hidden</em>, looking horrified, but <em>downward</em> at the jewelry on wrist. The jewelry that kept her with Him. <em>No. Must hide. Hide! Must! Must!</em> But she could <em>not</em> hide. She could <em>not</em> escape. His arm was already around her. <em>So cold. So cold.</em> And his <em>eyes</em> were there. Those <em>eyes</em>. Looking at her, <em>into</em> her. His mouth spat terrible things about the Descendant Ryusei, worse things about her. <em>Out, out, out! No touch. No touch! No, no, no! Hide!</em><br/><br/>Until it was too late. Those <em>eyes</em> were too soon, and when she looked up, they had <em>found</em> her, too easily.<br/><br/><strong>“Ole!”</strong> The demoness beamed a wide smile, singing his name with golden <em>praise</em>, as if only He allowed her to breathe. <strong>“Of course, I did not forget, you, Ole.”</strong> The trickster spoke in fluid <em>demon</em> to Him, her lost lover, her voice light and airy. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless pushed herself up, on the railing of the second-floor balcony and sat there, so that she was against Ole’s big, broad chest. She bit her bottom lip and <em>giggled</em>, happily. <strong>“Oh, I was sincerely hopeful you would arrive soon. There are many ridiculous, and dreadful humans here and I have been so lonely and numb in their horrid care.”</strong> She raised her braceleted hand and let her blue-grey <em>fingertip</em> run from the top of his tight tank top to the base of his rib cage, a <em>warm</em> tease. <strong>“They pretend to know magic, but we both know how mistaken and despicable they are, yes?”</strong> Her lips kept saying these things, these <em>sweet</em>, demon things. And her body…<br/><br/><em>Kyless did not want this. Did not want Him. Did not want to say things, do things, with Him.</em> She felt it all, watched it all, but she could <em>not</em> stop. It was too late. His <em>eyes</em> had seen her. Found her. <em>Too late! Too late! Help me!</em> Her tongue licked her dark, grinning lips mischievously as Ole gave her a glorious, divine order. There was a little problem though, but... Her golden eyes widened as Ole reached for her bracelet, her problem, and destroyed it easily, with so <em>little</em> effort. And just like before (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=325753.msg15625461#msg15625461), for about thirty-seconds, Kyless’ skin <em>shimmered</em> and her surroundings <em>flickered</em>, changing, from one scene to the next, as her magic came back to her, strong and wild. Then, thankfully it stopped. For now.<br/><br/><em>No! That was a gift. A gift from a human! A gift from the Doctor Toshiro! He will hate me. He said badthings would happen if his gift was broken. Ole is the badthing! Ole is the badthing! He is happening! Help me! He is using my magic! I am not free!</em> But Kyless’ big, golden eyes were <em>not</em> full of fear – they were only filled with <em>lust</em>.  <strong>“I have so longed for our fun, Ole,”</strong> <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The trickster hopped off the balcony railing and stood next to her lover, watching <em>them</em>, all the <em>stupid</em> little humans. She blinked her golden, shimmering, lust-filled eyes. <br/><br/><strong>“Your turn, Ole, and do not make me wait too long, this time,”</strong> the trickster smiled at him, and gestured to the dance floor below with her now, <em>un</em>-braceleted wrist. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. The demoness <em>had</em> used her magic, but oh so <em>subtly</em>. There were once four doors into this place, now there were only <em>two</em>. One main door, and one door at the back. The balcony stairs were shifted to one side, just a <em>little</em>, and the walls were a few inches closer to the dance floor, and the entire 'dance club' itself was a little… <em>darker</em> than before. It was so subtle that these humans would <em>not</em> notice a difference, especially when <em>Ole</em> made his turn. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. <strong>“Oh, and that one small human girl is already close to death,”</strong> Kyless chimed, giving a nod towards the pale and sour human Mallory, <strong>“do not waste your breath-taking energy on something so pathetic. You deserve far greater things, my Ole.”</strong> She held his hand and then squeezed it, a momentary affection, before letting her lover play <em>His</em> game. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>.<br/><br/>All the while, Kyless would <em>watch</em> from the balcony, and maintain her easy, <em>effortless</em> illusion, keeping the humans <em>trapped</em>. Watch, from her mind, as her body did things she did <em>not</em> want. Watch, as she became the <em>bad</em>thing she had been searching for in the first place. Kyless smiled at Ole, warm and bright, as one, <em>single</em> tear fell from each golden eye. She could never win against <em>some</em>thing like Ole, no matter how <em>good</em> of a thing she was.</span>