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         WORRY is threatening to show on his features. And yet, Commodus does his best to keep his face a blank slate. His efforts however, do not completely pay off. His brows furrow, and golden eyes narrow. Nothing is right, nor will it ever be, if he can’t find her.         THE crowd, or well. Gathering would be a more appropriate word, is the reason he’s even here right now. They had resurrected him, and so the obvious conclusion would be that she is out there somewhere. The best place to look would be here, and so here he was. Waiting. Watching. His teeth itch for something to gnaw, and it only makes it harder to keep a straight face. It isn’t the humans’ fault, they didn’t know. But possibly doing something to one of them would certainly make him feel better. Loads better. Better enough that he might even be able to forget why he’s here ( that would be impossible though, he still hasn’t found who he’s looking for ).          IN the distance he spots blue. Not water, though if there were a pond that may be a spot he would have to inspect. Rather, the blue is more muted. Familiar. Icey, and yet not, more relaxing and purple. As said before, familiar, but it is all too familiar. It’s a gamble he’s taking by sneaking over towards the other pokemon, but it is one he’s willing to take.