<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, 9:00AM<br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong>SOPHE Headquarters, Medical Bay to Kyless' Cell<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong>Kyless | Mentions: Mallory<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.<br/><br/>By the time Mallory and Kevin had begun exiting Kyless' cell, Toshiro had already retrieved a small silver metallic case from the bottom drawer of his desk and rolled back across the sea of scattered papers in his office chair towards the door. Taking only one last look around his space to make sure that all of the cases were indeed closed and locked, he closed the thick transparent door separating his study from the remainder of the medical bay before pressing his face up against a the scanner that rested 'ad-jac-ent' to the study's entrance. Trying and failing to ignore how peculiar the word sounded in his head after hearing Kyless' peculiar pronunciation as a series of thick steel barriers fell into place around his private laboratory, Toshiro quickly made his way to the elevator leading to the holding cells.<br/><br/>Idly tossing the metallic case into the air with one hand and catching it with the other as the elevator sunk deeper into the Earth, Toshiro couldn't help but ponder at what he considered to be the director's oddly placed trust in a creature whose existence was so inextricably tied with deceit. While it was true that they were taking the utmost precautions in enlisting Kyless' involvement, Toshiro had a difficult time imagining that any sort of tactical advantage garnered from involving the trickster, especially if she should accept Toshiro's offer.<br/><br/>Removing a electronic tablet from the his lab coat pocket, he brought up the video surveillance feed of Kyless' room to ensure that he wasn't about to accidentally stumble into a Mallory who might have forgotten and returned to Kyless' cell for something or another. As much as he adored his star pupil, the two had significant differences of opinion regarding Kyless' treatment, and Toshiro had little desire to either find himself  defending a morally reprehensible position, or wilting under the horrifically disheartening stare of accusation the young researcher leveled at him whenever she found herself without time to engage him in conversation on the subject.<br/><br/>What was initially a sigh of relief at Mallory's continued absence caught uncomfortably in the lead researcher's throat as he saw, there among the fantastical and immense mushrooms that happily sprouted throughout Kyless' cell, a small furry shape traipsing casually along the ground within striking distance of the still visible figure of Kyless, the disciple of Calder.<br/><br/>As the distant plaintiff wails of Toshiro echoed in the slowly plummeting elevator, Marceline the Cat leapt casually from mushroom cap to mushroom cap, the dull chromatic glow shining from beneath the caps pulsing lightly beneath the soft paw falls against their soft ethereal skins. With her claws playfully digging into the soft existentially questionable fungal flesh of the towering toadstools, her back arched up to scratch against the stalactites that poured downward from so high above the physical limitations of the room that contained them, and yet there Toshiro's cat did exist among the illusory splendor, her own golden bell ringing clearly in response to Kyless' own as if only a matter of inches separated them, the feline staring down with laze tinged disinterest at the room's other occupant from so high above.<br/><br/>The small gray cat only offered up a halfhearted meow of recognition from atop one of Kyless' prized yet otherwise mundane pillows as the even more frazzled than usual Dr. Date Toshiro burst into the room with eyes full of panic, his usually calm or casual demeanor vastly undercut by the deep breaths pouring in and out of him as he attempted to simultaneously admonish the cat while catching his breath, “Mar... Marcy... you... can't... this is a bad... a bad place for you!” Marceline slowly and with much resignation arose from the now hair drenched pillow before trotting over towards her master and scrambling up his lab coat to rest uncomfortably within the crook of his free arm.<br/><br/>Attempting to preserve a small amount of dignity in front Kyless, Toshiro stiffly straightened his back into an obviously uncomfortable simulacrum of good posture before speaking in a poor attempt at masking his ever present anxiety at being near the disciples of Calder with the ill fitting neutral tone of a civil servant, “Hello Kyless, I hope you didn't give Mallory too much trouble.” He was tempted to admonish Kyless for once again stealing his precious pet, a crime she had certainly committed on more than one occasion out of jealousy that she clearly had for Toshiro and Marceline's unbreakable bond, however in this moment he found himself unable to make such an accusation as he had been carefully observing the cell for quite some time.<br/><br/>Not wanting to prolong his visit any longer than necessary, Toshiro immediately came to the point as his cat somehow seemed to become heavier and more cumbersome with each passing second, “How would you like to take a stroll outside?”