<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>The Burdensome Bracelet and the Descendant's Deal</strong></span></div><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;">Continued from here (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322749.msg15598726#msg15598726)</span></div><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/a5/4a/d0/a54ad0c78fe6f6ed9893fe8a6eb846e1.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Date Toshiro<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021, 11:30AM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>City Streets<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Kyless, Ryusei | Mentions:<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Toshiro is currently wearing a cream colored graphic t-shirt (https://cdn.shopify.com/s/files/1/2292/0133/products/B_wander_640x.jpg?v=1571609586), dark cerulean cargo shorts and running shoes, a Hokkaido Nippon-Ham Fighters' insignia ball cap, and a pair of over-ear headphones with a stark white frame around his neck. A canvas messenger bag is slung over his shoulder, its surface almost entirely consisting of patches and buttons from an assortment of cartoons, movies, bands, and video games.<br/><hr/>An immense feeling of relief shot through Toshiro at seeing Kyless suddenly sidling up to him, her unbound enthusiasm for pears doing momentous work in allaying the unabiding concern he'd felt for her well being since reading Ryusei's severely panic inducing text message. While it had been possible that Ryusei had been joking in regards to the sentiment of Kyless' nose falling off as a result of her being cut off from magic, the grim reality was that there was a non-zero chance of that happening, and ever the physician, Toshiro couldn't help but breath a sigh of relief at seeing that the space between Kyless' eyes had not become concave in his absence. While Toshiro had already been made aware of the immense importance of the pear situation from Ryusei's early text replies, it didn't stop him from smiling and sharing in Kyless' enthusiasm for something she enjoyed so much, “You had pears? Well that was really nice of Ryusei wasn't it? Did you remember to share?”<br/><br/>It wasn't uncommon for Kyless to sway from step to step in her playful bearing, and her sneezing up of colorful sparks had occurred regularly since Toshiro had given Kyless the bracelet. Still, Toshiro couldn't help but lean in for a closer look at Kyless facial features. Apart from the somewhat pink tinge at the tip of her regularly blue nose, there were several characteristics that had changed markedly since the doctor and patient had last seen each other. The trickster's usually bright and lively golden eyes seemed both glossy and somewhat less sprightly in their response. Below her eyes the normally somewhat warmer skin of her cheeks were even more flushed then usual. Silently reminding himself that he had a knack for becoming somewhat impersonal when it came to plying his trade, he feebly attempted to divide his attention to something else.<br/><br/>“That is a very nice dress Ky-less. I love how loud the red and the white are, where did you get it? With the black outline I bet it'd look good on me, but I might have to buy a size or two bigger...” It was clear that Toshiro, while still interested in her new and exciting outfit, was mentally miles away from the subject of fashion as he pressed two of his fingers to Kyless' wrist beneath the bracelet. Fortunately the padding was still comfortable enough, and a lack of severe heat did away with his concerns about airflow to the covered area.<br/><br/>Chewing the corner of his lip in mounting apprehension, Toshiro regarded Kyless in silence for a moment before asking firmly, “How are you feeling Kyless?” Then turning towards Ryusei, eyebrows furrowed and clearly in no mood to argue he spoke in a flat and official tone, “Tetsuda, get the three of us back to HQ. I need to give her a checkup, get the bracelet off, and I need to ask the two of you a few questions. The closer you can get us to her cell the better, what do you need for that?” The scientist had little fondness for issuing orders, but he had even less patience for preserving feelings at the risk of someone's physical well being. While he doubted Ryusei would argue with him were he to simply ask, evaluating Kyless as quickly as possible was too time sensitive a task to delay with niceties.<br/><br/>As he waited for Ryusei's response, Toshiro set the large stack of manga magazines he was carrying on to a nearby bench and withdrew his tablet from the messenger bag. Within a few swipes and presses, the feed of Kyless' cell was brought up once again, but rather then passively observing it, with a number of inputs Toshiro began to cause various floor panels to swivel and unfold revealing a wealth of tools both mundane and arcane as well as sterile surfaces used for medical examinations that rose up into the room from beneath the floor. If it were possible for Ryusei to bring them to the location using simply darkness and a view of the location, Toshiro could utterly black out the lights in either a section of the cell or all together. Without looking away from his device he began to drill Ryusei with a series of quickly asked questions in a far more mechanical tone than the young agent would have been used to hearing from the usually jovial Toshiro, “How quickly have the symptoms progressed? Were the visual effects from the sneezes always lasting this long and how has their frequency changed? When did the blush on her face become this intense? When did she start suffering from a decrease of lucidity?”