<div align="center"><a name="user_fuschsiafox"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;"><strong>The Fuchsia Fox and an Artifact Absent</strong></span></a></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/3f/cb/51/3fcb513183b094b643a10c74bed38b1e.jpg)</div><strong>NAME:</strong>Date Toshiro<br/><strong>DAY:</strong>December 26th, 2018 | 2:00 PM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE, Second Floor Balcony to Nerissa's Bank<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Nerissa | Mentions: Rinessa<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong><br/><strong>WEARING:</strong>An overly large gray hoodie with a Polkadot Stingray emblem (https://ih1.redbubble.net/image.746250090.2683/ssrco,lightweight_hoodie,mens,grey_lightweight_hoodie,front,square_product,x600-bg,f8f8f8.2u3.jpg), black jeans, and his worn running shoes.<br/><hr/>“Oh I've had worse,” Toshiro replied regarding the status of his body, “and I'm not bleeding internally. Anymore.” There was a brief frown forming at the corner of his lips as he thought of the unfortunate conditions that he found himself operating under that morning before raising his eyebrows and smiling at Nerissa's point regarding her income and his perceived lack thereof. “I don't mean you're not earning a fair amount, I'm just saying that this thing would cost a small fortune to someone working a mid level government job like you or me, even in a group as well funded as SOPHE. As for me, well, I put most of what I earn into savings right now. It's kinda the opposite of what I planned on using it for, but it's more important I can keep working here.” Despite trying to keep a brave face, it was obvious from his reluctant tone that Toshiro had heavy reservations regarding the plan, but there was no hesitation implying that he wouldn't carry it through.<br/><br/>While he had calculated the cost of what he would have to end up paying in his head, hearing Nerissa say the number out loud almost knocked the lanky man off his feet as he grabbed a nearby metallic trash can to hold his weight. “Yeah that's... that's a lot.” Once again finding himself staring at the fox demoness in disbelief, Toshiro would have hugged her then and their at her offer to cover the cost of retrieving the statue, if it weren't for the mixture of his injuries and the accusations he'd just flung at her only a few minutes ago. “I... you don't... I can't...” As much as Toshiro wanted to abide by the desires of his pride and tell Nerissa<em>'no'</em>, he had been saving his money for something far more important than preserving his ego. “If... if you can spare the money, I'd owe you Nerissa.” The way Toshiro saw it, Nerissa still owed him nothing, and her lending him money was totally removed from the actions of her sister, if she was going to do this for him, then there was no way he wouldn't do his utmost to pay her back.<br/><br/>As the pair flew around another curve in Nerissa's bright red Nissan, Toshiro once again began to question if it had been a very foolish decision to trust the fox as his forehead nearly flew into the dashboard for what felt like the tenth time on their trip to retrieve Nerissa's money. He couldn't help but wonder if she was doing this on purpose to dissuade him from coming with her, attacking his injured body with the force of her horrific driving: the abrupt swerving and all too sudden stops. He wasn't even sure if anyone had ever bothered to tell the speed demon that vehicles moved forward even if the peddle wasn't pushed firmly to the floor. However there was a silver lining to the whole situation, it was difficult to focus on the trauma of what had happened and the consequences of what might happen as Nerissa took every opportunity possible to pass by other vehicles with under a centimeter keeping them from trading paint.<br/><br/>Staring at Nerissa with eyes wide more in exhilaration than fear, Toshiro was astounded that she had the mental capacity to stay on the road at the speed she was driving while able to have a conversation, this quickly turned to concern as he soon realized that his prior astonishment was largely unfounded. With a luck that would have left Nerissa a wealthy woman should she take up professional gambling, the vehicle continued to miraculously swerve out of harm's way at the last second more times than the scientist cared to count as he replied with notable distraction, “There's not... there's not a thing you can say to me to make me think better of your sister. There's more than a few folk who have been wronged by demons in the past, and most of us don't use that as an excuse to...” Even with the flood of adrenaline coursing through his body, it was difficult to relive the night before, and Toshiro saw no reason to put himself through that as it wouldn't help himself or Nerissa at this point. It was clear that she understood his intent regarding her sibling, but the wounds were too fresh for him to even considering relinquishing his grudge against Rinessa.<br/><br/>After a brief side trip in which Nerissa tried to withdraw the significant sum of money from an ATM with the plan of shoving it inside of a backpack, Toshiro simply replied to her distress with the best attempt at a reassuring tone he could offer as he tried to catch his breath, “It's not a big deal, most banks won't let you retrieve that much from an ATM. They always told me it was a security thing.”<br/><br/>It had been some time since Toshiro had stepped inside a bank as upscale as Nerissa's and he was a bit surprised to find himself not at all nostalgic for what he found to be a rather stuffy and overly formal building. Apart from furrowing his brow slightly in confusion at the teller referring to Nerissa as Miss Cavallaro, Toshiro was pretty passive about the entire experience up to a point. Before he had a chance to ask Nerissa about how she was addressed, the innocent faced fox told him that he could find other ways to repay his debt, a vague statement that immediately drew Toshiro's suspicion once again. Looking at her with obvious suspicion pouring from his narrowed eyes he replied slowly, “I would be glad to repay the favor with something other than money, but I'm not writing you a blank check for mayhem.” Chewing on his lip in contemplative silence for a moment, he finally sighed at his situation before continuing, “Nobody aside me gets hurt, not financially, not physically, not emotionally. Otherwise, I'm giving you my savings as soon as I can withdraw them, and we're calling it square.”