<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Date Toshiro<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>June 15th, 2021 | 11:20PM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>Black District, SOPHE Monitoring Van<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>All Present SOPHE Members via Comms | Mentions:<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong>Receiving Surveillance<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>Proper Club Attire (https://i.imgur.com/XwpZxiH.png) / Intentionally semi-mussed black hair<br/><hr/>Toshiro was no engineer or mechanic, and he often left the design and assembly of his ideas to the more mechanically inclined staff at SOPHE who specialized in such things. As a result of this Toshiro often couldn't immediately guess at why pieces of SOPHE's equipment were constructed they way they were. However as he continuously readjusted his tall body to fit within the cramped station, he knew without a doubt that the sardine can of a monitoring vehicle in which he found himself entombed within had been masterfully built with the sole purpose of causing Toshiro a nearly unbearable amount of irritation. He'd been told that what space was available had to be largely tamped down on to accommodate both additional impact resistant plating as well as a limited field armory, but as he continuously reoriented his tall body to better fit his confines, he was more inclined to believe his situation was the result of a truly malevolent intent.<br/><br/>Directly in front of him rose a bank of three large flat screen monitors at the other end of a largely empty counter top resting on a grid of matte black metal drawers with polished silver handles. Each monitor was divided into a number of smaller windows, each containing either the feed from Lily's 'Crawlies,' footage from local CCTV cameras, or digital meters indicating the presence and strength of nearby magical entities that had previously been recorded into SOPHE's arcane catalog. As the monitors themselves were recessed into the van's armored plating, the counter itself was kept largely empty. While the intent of it was usually to provide agents with an on site workbench or field lab, it was currently serving as a table for a number of exceedingly necessary snacks and drinks. The drawers below the snacks contained a mixture of tools and replacement parts as well as medical and scientific instruments of all kinds that support staff might need to respond to and document previously unknown demon related phenomena.<br/><br/>Raising his can of BOSS Hokkaido blend up in cheers to the video blinking to life in front of him as Lily's clever machines began to transmit the view from within Club Zodiac, Toshiro winced slightly in irritation at Lily's shrill words loudly feeding directly into the ear of his headset before replying, “Ow, yeah we're getting the video from inside now. Everything's looking good so far, fantastic work Lily...” Then with a raise in volume that would certainly cause at least a little discomfort to every agent tapped into the comm system, Toshiro leaned forward towards the footage of the dance floor and roared, “Ryusei! Kyless just skipped across the building by herself! BY HERSELF RYUSEI!” Toshiro had made it clear that as part of diminishing the effect of the bracelet by a few degrees, Ryusei would be in charge of sticking to her like glue for the duration of the mission, a proposition he seemed to have no qualms with at the time. Toshiro was fairly certain that Ryusei couldn't be too far away from his charge given his unmissable infatuation with her, but the researcher was more than happy to offer a friendly reminder of his responsibility masked as a public scolding.<br/><br/>Unfortunately Toshiro couldn't talk to Kyless directly as the bracelet had, much to his irritation when it came to tracking it, caused wireless signals within extremely close proximity to Kyless' body to become erratic or vanish entirely.  Apart from the obvious desire to have someone keep an eye on the trickster, this lack of direct communication was one of the primary reasons for needing to have another SOPHE agent within close proximity to Kyless, so that the agent in question could relay important information to her as necessary. Still, in spite of the anxiety this lack of connection caused him, Toshiro couldn't help but smile at the sight of the sight of the cloth he'd given to Kyless for her nose being worn as an accessory on her other arm, although he did have concerns regarding how those in the Black District might view wearing a cloth so blatantly advertising the services of the House of Red Lanterns.<br/><br/>Sinking back into his seat, Toshiro examined the feed coming from the van's external cameras to make sure they weren't garnering any undesirable attention. Fortunately the van's entirely forgettable external advertisements for a company called<em>'Brooklyn Brothers Plumbing'</em>hadn't seemed to arouse any suspicion, the bright purple lights shining out from Zodiac unintentionally serving to arrest any attention away from passersby before they had a chance to concern themselves with why the van had been parked there as long as it had. With a nod of contentment towards their foolproof disguise, Toshiro froze at the sight of the pink furred fox demoness heading back towards the van.<br/><br/>Beyond the discomfort of his cramped seating, what was assuredly going to make matters somewhat less tolerable was the presence of the mission's sole other support member present in the van, Nerissa. The research head had no issue with the fox demoness' competency as she'd certainly proved herself more then capable in their limited number of shared operations both for SOPHE and otherwise. It also wasn't her company which an unburdened Toshiro wouldn't hesitate to call refreshingly candid and positive towards a number of subjects others found themselves either uncomfortable around or offended by. No, Toshiro's discomfort was one entirely of his own making as it stemmed from a sense of unshakable guilt he felt towards the fox, an angst he had tried avoiding clouding Nerissa's day with primarily by avoiding her entirely and limiting most of their past necessary interactions to curt and professional conversations and communiques. Their earlier conversation that day had largely been friendly as a way of repaying a debt owed to Nerissa, a debt hardly made a dent in especially considering how terse the interaction had ended.<br/><br/>As soon Nerissa was within a few steps of the van, Toshiro pressed a few buttons on the console embedded into his arm rest to open the sealed sliding door at the van's side to allow Nera access. Turning to face her as she entered, Toshiro adopted his best, yet still utterly unconvincing, welcoming smile before asking, “We got the video coming in from Lily. Did you see and major spots inside that we're not getting a visual on?” Opening a drawer that he'd converted to a small refrigerated space on a previous mission, he withdrew another can of coffee and set it on the counter top to his right in front of where Nerissa would be sitting before asking with a mixture of rigid politeness and genuine curiosity, “Is this your first mission surveillance mission? Most of the enchanters I know don't get all that much time out the field unless we know a magic item is involved.”