<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 Doctor Toshiro | The Descendant (Ryusei) | The Young Fox Demon Nerissa | The Silver Sandman (Albion)<br/><strong>MENTIONING:</strong> The Others, All of Them and Every One<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;">Kyless recovered from her sneeze, her latest <em>spark</em> of leftover, fuzzy magic, to inhale some of the brooding figure’s fascinating scent. <em>Could he really be?</em> The trickster noticed <em>his</em> magic, dark and stormy, reaching out to her, in the space <em>between</em> them, not ad-ja-cent. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. She turned, keeping her clean hands clasped in front of her dress, and looked around the figure’s side, to see his back. The trickster had seen his portal too. <em>His other magic.</em> But nothing was behind him now. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. He had <em>hid</em> it. A small smile suddenly curved on the dark edges of his lips. <em>How unfortunate. There were manythings one could do with a magical portal.</em> She straightened as this new someone, this new, very <em>important</em> someone greeted her. Kyless had thought the stories were simply stories. They were very, <em>very</em> old. <em>Dead</em> stories, not like the Garden of the Nosthervim she had mislead the Too Soft Human Mallory and the Too Boring Human Kevin through earlier <em>this</em> day. <br/><br/>Her breath caught as the Doctor Toshiro glided towards her, in an outfit that was a different, perhaps even playful. He seemed… far less <em>mechanical</em> now, but still, the trickster <em>remembered</em> his firm rules from before. She did however, ignore Toshiro’s first two questions in favor of one he did not ask. ”I am behaving,” Kyless stated calmly, blinking her golden eyes, now warm and bright, at the brooding figure with the very fun shirt as Mallory introduced her to the Others without Kyless' permission, or her flare. “But it is good to see you Outside too, Doctor Toshiro.” Kyless added, still calm, as Toshiro investigated her bracelet and explained her reasons for sneezing. She took the brightly colored cloth from Toshiro, another <em>gift</em> she was not certain, but she <em>did</em> clean her sore nose with it. <em>It hurt far less than her fingers.</em> As Doctor Toshiro appeared and disappeared, Kyless still eyed the tall, darkened figure in front of her. He was <em>not</em> an <em>Other</em>. No, that was a foolish, <em>offensive</em> human term. <em>He was a Descendant of Long Forgotten Stories.</em> But, unlike all the rest, Kyless simply must have forgotten to forget. <em>Jingle</em>. She titled her head as the Descendant said he liked her bells. She smiled larger, but then she saw his gaze. There was… <em>recognition</em> there. <em>The Descendant knew her.</em> Now that… was curious indeed, as they had never met before <em>this</em> day.<br/><br/><em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless gave her head a small shake. “You know me.” The trickster observed, again calm and surprisingly inviting. “You <em>know</em> me, but I do not know you. That is unfair, yes?” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. She took a step back from the Descendant, and, before he could introduce himself to her, she <em>bowed</em> to him, dipping her horned head low to the cement sidewalks beneath her bare feet. “I am Kyless, Ringleader of the Unseen and the Vanished.” A much more proper introduction. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. She raised her horned head, and looked at the Descendant once more, then past him, to the Sad Mallory, to the Humdrum Kevin, to the Doctor Toshiro, and to beyond. There were many of them, the Others. So many possibilities. Kyless unleashed another <em>sneeze</em>, and another firework, this time of green, pink and purple. Again, the demoness ignored it, merely wiping her nose with Toshiro’s cloth and continuing to address the Descendant, well aware that all of them, all of the Others, were watching her the entire time. “I would like to have fun today, even if we are back Inside these many buildings, even if today appears to be an unfortunately long day. Would you like to play a game with me? Do not fear, there are a lot of rules I have to follow in this game.” Kyless raised her braceleted arm, letting the red and green lights flash at the Descendant, and she looked over his tall shoulder at the preoccupied Doctor Toshiro knowingly. Surely, Kyless was allowed to have fun. <em>Even the Boring Human Kevin thought she should have fun.</em> Then the trickster turned back to the Descendant. “And too, the human Mallory must come with us, but we could still have fun… Are those your friends?” <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. Kyless nodded at the smaller group, and particularly the one who waved. Friends was the <em>incorrect</em> word to use, given what the trickster suspected he was, the Descendant whom the human Mallory called ‘Ryusei’. But Kyless did not let her tongue slip up, never so early in their game. She needed to use their human words, their offensive, <em>incorrect</em> human words. <br/><br/>As Kyless watched them, one of the Others ran towards her. A particularly loud, Fox Demon of <em>Calder</em>, her God. <em>Here, in this place, on this day, friends with the Descendant?</em> If she was a young Fox, that meant Kyless was about to be tackled <em>soon</em>, <em>sooner</em>, <em>now</em>… The taller demon’s body swayed from Nerissa’s forceful hug, but, wrapped in the Fox’s arms, she kept her golden eyes on the Descendant, never diverting her attention, not even once. <em>Jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>, <em>jingle</em>. “Perhaps you could introduce me to them, your <em>friends</em>,” Kyless spoke to Ryusei, still trapped in Nerissa’s tight, squeezing grasp, “I would be greatly honored.” Though she did not seem upset, the trickster made no attempts to hug the Fox Demon in return.<br/><br/>When the energetic fox decided it was finally time to let go, Kyless finally turned to her. <em>Even</em> The Little Fox had noticed the sad, separated humans, one named Kevin and the other Mallory. <em>What a fun game this would be.</em> Kyless’ mischievous, inviting smile stayed. “I am not a Lust demon. I make somethings appear, and otherthings disappear, which is why I win most fights.” Her golden eyes traced over the very sweet and innocent form of the Fox. <em>Nerissa</em>. Her magic smelled of Calder, too, but also so unpracticed and predictable. <em>That was likely the reason Nerissa did not have a bracelet from the Doctor Toshiro.</em> Kyless <em>blushed</em> and shook her head, remembering the fuzzy state of her own, beloved magic. “Though, today, on <em>this</em> day, I am Kyless, Captive of SOPHE and Knower of Great and Valued Secrets.”<br/><br/>Just then, the <em>tingling</em> in her nose surged, and Kyless <em>sneezed</em> again. Somewhere in that sneeze, and the resulting blue and red magical firework, was the alluring scent of <em>lilacs</em> and <em>vanilla</em>. But there was also the powerful smell of the Descendant, and the familiar smell of Calder’s Fox, and the unpleasant smell of the Sad, Human Mallory. The scent of the somethings swirled together and got lost, lost in the fuzz of her mind. The trickster sniffed and wiped her sore, pink nose again with Toshiro’s cloth, convincing herself of <em>nothing</em>. The Fox invited her to something, and <em>with</em>… she was not certain. For a second, Kyless thought she recognized the Silver Sandman, somehow in <em>this</em> place, this <em>not</em> trap. Apparently there were <em>hidden</em> rules within this new game, too.</span>