<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">Between Time and Outside</span></strong></span></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a5/4a/d0/a54ad0c78fe6f6ed9893fe8a6eb846e1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Date Toshiro | Date Marceline<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, 9:30 AM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE Headquarters, Hallways of the Holding Cells<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Kyless | Mentions: Mallory and Kevin<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>As pictured, but with a few more wrinkles in his clothing and a far more disheveled head of hair. | A red nylon collar with a small golden bell<br/><hr/>“Pear picking? Maybe it's a regional expression, but I think I see what you're saying. A Yeshawl could potentially freeze the the Nosthervim's potential for mobility in time while only slowing their capacity for growth, and possibly even allowing for the mind to process thought at regular speed. That... is a horrifying thought.” Toshiro scratched his chin thoughtfully, it was easy to forget that for demons, whose lifespans can extend without end, the concept of exacting such a time consuming vengeance as what the Yeshawl wreaked on the Nosthervim must seem far more commonplace. While there were rare occasions where a human might dedicate their lives to antagonizing another for some given offense, Toshiro couldn't imagine wasting any amount of his precious time on such an endeavor.<br/><br/>This line of thought was brought to an immediate halt with Kyless' sneeze, an action Toshiro couldn't ever recall the demoness making in the past, especially with the accompaniment of a short lived chromatic light show pouring out of her nostrils and briefly obscuring her features.  He didn't interrupt her as she seemed to find it inconsequential, but he certainly took note of it.<br/><br/>Toshiro blanched noticeably at the mention of stopping time for the sake of prolonging his his comparatively short human life before tilting his head in thoughtful silence for a moment before answering with resignation, “I could see it being used for preserving the sick long enough to find a cure, but it wouldn't do much to make a lifetime longer. Without the benefit of immortality that demons have, a half time stopped human body would just decay in parts.”  With a small chuckle he added, “On top of that, the Yeshawl don't sound like the most generous bunch, I don't think they'd happily offer me the secrets of time control.”<br/><br/>Just as Toshiro was about to inquire as to Kyless' condition on seeing her somewhat dejected posture, a slight frown briefly took root on the scientist's face. Stopping abruptly mid-step to match her gaze with a hint of anger flashing across his eyes, he replied to her last statement firmly with a faint but unmistakably sincere warning of his own, “It would have been<em>you</em>hurting them Kyless, and<em>you</em>would have suffered the consequences of it.” Staring at her in continued silence long enough for the weight of his words to set in, he continued to walk as he added more conversationally, “I don't mind you using your illusions to express frustration, as long as nobody is hurt. If your expressions are all as fascinating as the Garden, then I look forward to the next one.” This enthusiasm for witnessing her newest illusion was a uttered with an obvious mixture of apprehension, and excitement.<br/><br/>Turning his head back in her direction without stopping, he addressed her point regarding a potential trap with a note of pity, “I'm not leading you to a trap Kyless, something more like the opposite actually.” Stepping inside of the elevator he'd come down to this floor on, he held the door open as he beckoned for the trickster to enter, “Like you said, you could have hurt Mallory and Kevin, but you didn't. I'm smart enough to know that this could be a new trick on your part, but I'm optimistic enough to hope that there's more to you than that. I'm hoping you'll help me decide on which is the truth.”<br/><br/>Realizing that such wording might have lacked the sort of flair would catch Kyless' interest, he added with a grin, “If you do well, I'll give you back all of your bedding, a request of your own, and a prize of my choosing.” As the doors slid shut behind Kyless he clarified quickly, “The request can't be anything major like letting you go sooner, but if everything goes well, I think you'll have earned something special.”<br/>