<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/ca/80/e1/ca80e14d974ba257a040889cd05602df.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><strong>NAME:</strong> Kyless (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=322870.msg15501371#msg15501371)<br/><strong>DAY:</strong> June 15th, 2021 | 11:00 AM <br/><strong>LOCATION:</strong> City Streets, Outside Many Shops<br/><strong>TAGGING:</strong> The Descendant, Ryusei | The Human Mallory | The Human Leasick<br/><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> The Humdrum Human Kevin | The Too Smart Doctor Toshiro<br/><strong>EXTRA:</strong> Kyless is visible, <em>jingling</em>, and sneezing small, magical fireworks.<br/><strong>WEARING:</strong> Her Bells | Casual Dress (https://i.pinimg.com/564x/41/24/20/4124208ec8b34b58d62fc6af64763fb1.jpg) | Bare Feet | Toshiro's Anti-Magic Bracelet</span><br/><hr/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial;"><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “I am not worried,” the blue demoness assured the Descendant Ryusei, with an easy, cool tone, in spite of her magical <em>sneezes</em>, “I am merely prepared for the thethings that are.” Though Kyless was grateful Azmodiel was <em>not</em> attempting another War soon. It would be considerably difficult for her to do anything substantial from her current, boring, human <em>cell</em>. But Azmodiel’s tactics did reveal Ryusei’s magic, the son of a powerful, righteous Warlord. <em>How it burned, like a cold flame, never quite still.</em> Endless possibilities indeed. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “I do not wish to match with silly humans.” Kyless murmured, glancing upfront to the other pair of humans, one <em>too</em> sad and the other <em>too</em> confident. “We are here to prepare for a different kind of game, yes? And, human Leasick, you can only win a game if you do not… match with the rest of the fools who try and defeat you.” A smile appeared on her dark lips as she watched them first, and then the bright, blue sky over-a-head. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>.<br/><br/>Because for a moment, <em>this</em> game, the one happening now, had <em>rules</em>. <em>Stay with human Mallory, ad-ja-cent to the Descendent Ryusei and the other human Leasick, and find other clothes. ‘Fancy’ human clothes, the rotten human Leasick said.</em> The trickster suddenly squinted her golden eyes at him, and him alone. At least this human Leasick was dressed better than the humdrum Kevin, but his taste in clothing did not appear promising either. <em>And what was an out-let? And… a company card, that the Descendant Ryusei had mentioned?</em> Her captors were paying for these silly human’s clothing… Their new, ‘fancy’ clothing. For the… Nightclub. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. <em>Behave, behave, behave.</em> If her head was not full of fuzz and <em>small</em> magic, this short day may have been too… <em>comfortable</em>. Kyless <em>sneezed</em>, again, another magical whirl of blue, green and yellow started and then faded, as if breaking a spell. A spell that had bound her to the human Mallory it seemed.<br/><br/><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless halted, and titled her head, but a new, too <em>curious</em> smile appeared on her dark mouth. She sniffed her swollen, pink nose, forgetting about the cloth of the Doctor Toshiro for just a moment. <em>Because the human Mallory was leaving her. Leaving her for… another place? An errand? Somewhere Kyless was not wanted.</em> The trickster wondered if this place had to do with the human humdrum Kevin, or perhaps was the <em>where</em> of human humdrum Kevin. <em>Had the sad, gullible human Mallory upgraded to the rotten human Leasick so soon?</em> Kyless supposed rotten was <em>far</em> more interesting than boring, but she was also <em>far</em> interested to know what the Doctor Toshiro would believe. The Doctor Toshiro was the sad human Mallory’s superior, after all, and <em>some</em> rules needed to be followed. “I hope you are un-matched when we meet again,” Kyless smiled at them, at the sad, human Mallory’s too quick <em>escape</em>, at her too quick <em>missteps</em>. <em>She was afraid.</em> She had believed she was unworthy, as the human Kevin did, and now she was afraid.<br/><br/><em>But the humdrum human Kevin was correct.</em> Not about the sad human Mallory, for <em>that</em> Kyless was uncertain, but about Kyless not requiring any magic to have fun. “It appears we can have our own game now, yes?” The blue trickster stated, looking up at the Descendant Ryusei with <em>some</em>thing close to anticipation. “Perhaps we can do something…” she shook her wrist and let her bracelet spin, its green and red lights blinking, twirling, blending together like a <em>new</em> kind of <em>magic</em>. “Fun and ad-ja-cent? Some place where you can watch me better, and I can watch you too.” Surely, the Descendant Ryusei did <em>not</em> enjoy acquiring clothing. Surely he had… ‘<em>friends</em>’ to do such <em>small</em> tasks for him.<br/></span>