<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/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 | 9:30 AM <br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> SOPHE Headquarters, Main Floor, Seated in Front of a Large, Bright Window<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Smart and Strange Doctor Toshiro and his Peculiar Marceline<br/><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> --<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless is visible, <em>jingling</em>, and sneezing small, magical fireworks.<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her Bells | Causal, Mayan-like Clothes | Toshiro's Gift</span><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;">The Doctor Toshiro spoke of ‘feelings’, as if demons should have these <em>too</em>, like humans did. And for a little while, maybe this was true. For just a little while, long ago. His hand was <em>heavy</em> on his shoulder, as if the trickster did not know what to do with it. Humans always had so many questions, as if carrying them around was their own sort of foolish game. <em>The Doctor Toshiro would certainly win, if it was, indeed, a game.</em> He <em>always</em> had too many questions, so that the end and the beginning were hard to find. But, <em>one</em>thing was obvious to the trickster. It was a <em>small</em>thing, but enough to pull her <em>up</em>, and <em>out</em> of her glumness. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. She glanced up finally from his notebook, his troublesome recreation of the Jagraw. “You ask of the Jagraw, but you wonder about me, yes?”<br/><br/>Because of <em>course</em>, he <em>did</em>. The Great Doctor Toshiro wondered if Kyless, the trickster, the Disciple of Calder, the master of endless hallucinations and labyrinths, had rules. Especially <em>now</em>, on today, <em>this</em> day, when she was <em>finally</em> allowed Outside. Or at least, Outside on a 'mission' with a new gift that made her magic <em>small</em> and terribly fuzzy. <em>And so if she was also playing the game of questions, where to begin?</em> It made the most sense, of <em>course</em>, to start with the Jagraw. Begin with other demons, then lead the Doctor Toshiro somewhere else, where she did not have to reveal <em>certain</em>things.  “I do not know the Rulemaker of the Jagraw. I do <em>not</em> know, because, <em>thankfully</em>, I am not a Rulebreaker. <em>Never</em> a Rulebreaker. I learn the rules and I travel around them, <em>all</em> around, everywhere but on the rules themselves. I <em>loop</em>, but never <em>break</em>, that is important to <em>remember</em>, Doctor Toshiro.” She eyed him with her golden orbs intensely for a moment, but then continued, returning her gaze to the breathcatching view of the Outside just beyond the human glass. <em>Always glass.</em> The demoness understood <em>this</em> least of all. But it was not her <em>turn</em> to ask questions, not yet.<br/><br/>“Across the demon realms you will find <em>many</em> different rules, and <em>many</em> different demons. Some follow, some ignore. The Jagraw follow <em>certain</em> rules. It benefits their magic.” Kyless spoke the last four words <em>carefully</em>, as if they were fragile, or if something was hidden in them. But of <em>course</em>, she could not speak of the Old Laws. She could speak <em>around</em> them, but not <em>of</em> them, not to a human, of all creatures. "There are those that make rules, and those that follow rules. Sometimes, they are even the <em>same</em> <em>being</em>.” A wiry smile formed and spread across Kyless’ dark blue lips, another <em>small</em>thing she was not meant to hide. “But, <em>each</em>thing has rules, Doctor Toshiro, whether they <em>remember</em> the rules or not. And those who <em>forget</em>? It is said they will always fail. And failure is… a <em>trickster</em>. It does not look as demons, <em>and</em> humans, often think it should.”<br/><br/>The demoness focused now on the drifting, <em>changing</em> clouds Outside, just beyond her reach. “I do not wish to fail, Doctor Toshiro, and so I <em>remember</em> the rules that have been set before <em>me</em>. The reasons that are complicated are not important, and the reasons that are simple can only be accepted. The demons who could enter the Valley of the Jollytwills, were only those wanted by the Last, <em>remember</em>? Magic is not just 'honesty'. It is <em>every</em>thing. It is <em>alive</em>. It is… ‘<em>feelings</em>’.” The trickster decided, with some hesitancy. It wasn’t quite right, but <em>no</em>thing ever was, to these silly, foolish humans with their horrid language. “But <em>magic</em> has <em>rules</em>, too. It is why I would be a much grander Nosthervim than you, Doctor Toshiro.” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless raised a deep blue hand, and hovered it above the <em>boring</em>, tiled floor of SOPHE’s headquarters, as if to demonstrate how <em>short</em> of a plague demon the Doctor Toshiro would be. <em>It was a… joke? Yes.</em> A little <em>joke</em> for him, the Doctor Toshiro. He kept touching Marceline, <em>playing</em> with her soft, white fur in front of the human glass. Each touch put more weight on Kyless’ leg. The trickster did not mind, but she did <em>wonder</em>.<br/><br/>“I hope you are correct about the Last, whatever he is now. He <em>did</em> adore secrets. I wonder if you would tell me one, in this small <em>moment</em>, before you tell me what you truly require of me today, when my magic is <em>small</em>.” Kyless <em>sneezed</em> in perhaps the worst moment yet. This time the spark was silver and blue, spinning in the air, between the trickster and the human glass, for just a few seconds before it disappeared. “The humans in your story," Kyless sniffed, and wiped her nose, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, trying to move forward as best she could, "in the dark that was too great, the dark that required fire, why did they not <em>believe</em> in the eventual sun?”</span>