<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, 9:00AM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE Headquarters, Kyless' Cell<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Kyless | Mentions: None<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/>Toshiro stopped mid step as the cool blue green light pouring from the Nosthervim towering above began to transition across the cell into the warmer pallet that began to surround him. Again he couldn't help but marvel at this alien locale, its features once again similar to other flower strewn valleys that could be found across Earth, but whatever Kyless had conjured was far more arresting in the vividness of its colors and scale of its towering geography. However Toshiro's experience of walking into the Garden of Nosthervim was quite different than having the his perceived location ripped out from underneath him and replaced with another, its obvious beauty lost beneath the vast wave of anxiety that washed over the now frozen researcher.<br/><br/>Turning slowly to face Kyless, Toshiro couldn't help but note how utterly wrong this all was. The plants, these Jollytwills, danced in a wind that he couldn't feel, yet he could swear he heard something lending a slight fuzziness to Kyless' words regarding her necessity to the mission. “You're... you're right, although there-there aren't usually demons at dance clubs. Causing problems at dance clubs.” The breeze would have carried a scent he imagined, but the Jollytwills were utterly odorless, the cell was odorless, but this wasn't the cell. Slowly withdrawing the bracelet from his pocket, Toshiro idly spun it in his hands before answering absent mindedly, “Two weeks, two days, th-thirteen hours. That's when you were outside l-last.”<br/><br/>The mountains were so very tall. The ceiling was only two feet overhead. There shouldn't have been clouds. This was wrong.<br/><br/>Absent the previous reticence towards affection, Marceline quickly abandoned her soft shelter in an only somewhat leisurely rush towards Toshiro. Quickly bounding up the side of his lab coat, the nimble creature once again settled itself into Toshiro's elbow, her face pressing affectionately into his cheek and occasionally casting disdainful glances towards the incessantly blinking bracelet. Toshiro in turn continued to cautiously approach Kyless for a moment before once again closing his eyes, and beginning to slowly take a series of slow deep breaths with a brief pause punctuating each.<br/><br/>After a few repetitions of this exercise, Toshiro opened his eyes once again, a notably forced smile spread over his features as a light bead of sweat traced along the side of his face. “I don't think I could make you b-boring if I tried, and I think you'll be glad you weren't asleep for what's in store.” Not trusting Kyless not to simply conjure an image of herself putting the bracelet on should he simply give it to her, Toshiro once again pressed his thumb to a different part of the bracelet, causing it to snap open. Then gently holding Kyless' arm to keep the bracelet from pinching, he closed it around her wrist, a soft pillow of highly breathable synthetic fabric keeping the accessory firmly in place without causing discomfort.<br/><br/>Sensing what was coming next, Marceline once again jumped from her supportive perch towards the cell door, her tail bobbing happily above the Jollytwills as she stalked some unknown prey, however this didn't last for long. With another press of the bracelet, the illusion that surrounded them began to quickly recede into nothing, the immaculately kept<em>boring</em>surface of the cell walls coming starkly into vision contrasting heavily with the lush natural scenery that previously surrounded the trio, Marceline now mournfully meowing at having her hunt so abruptly interrupted.<br/><br/>Holding his arms out to steady her should she show any signs of faintness, Toshiro could feel his own sense of equilibrium being restored with the return to the cell's mundane visuals. “How do you feel? Is it hurting you at all?” Toshiro spoke with an obviously concerned, yet still mildly shaky, voice. As proud as he was of his achievement, and as relieved as he was that it had seemingly worked as intended, he was more concerned with how Kyless might be affected. His experiments on a few of the research division's demon members had revealed little to no discomfort when the bracelet had been used, but he had worried about unforeseen consequences it might have on a demon with as much innate magic ability as the trickster.<br/><br/>Once he was sure there were no immediate health concerns, he escorted to Kyless to the cell door, and proceeded to undo the myriad locks that Kyless' escape attempts had incurred over time. “Just stay by me for a while, if you wander off then you'll end up back in your cell.” Just as he finished saying this, the doors slid open and the three began making their way towards the meeting point with the rest of the team.<br/><br/>After a few moments of silent walking, Toshiro couldn't restrain himself any longer, looking towards Kyless with brows raised in disbelief and excitement, he asked a barrage of questions with the utmost fascination in his voice, and a level of enthusiasm he hadn't previously shown around Kyless, “So when you said the Yeshawl could stop time as humans know it, what did you mean? Like they can... but then how could the Nosthervim think if time was stopped? Or do the Yeshawl just make it very slow? Did they serve under a demon god? How could any demon god be more powerful than the ability to control time!?”