#scpfacility

He sees a semi-familiar person in the small crowd, so he'll run to him. That was... Harold, right? Though he looked different, he had the same sort of scar on his cheek -- same height and somewhat slouchy demeanor, too!!

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[ ✩ ] - - Oh? A visitor? Well, they guessed that could only be explained by the fact that their awakening tended to be a big deal, but they certainly hadn't expected anyone to come this quickly.

Oh well, they guessed. It'd be rude to simply ignore them.

With a sleepy yawn, and a small stretch, the wish pokemon floated down to meet eyes with the visitor. A small glitter, almost like the stars in the sky, tinted their blue eyes.

They were probably both tired- having to do their duties around the sea of death did get to them every now and then, however, that didn't stop the rather twisted couple from spending time together, every single moment they could- they would spend it together,  nothing was stoppign them from wanting to be with each other- 

As if each minute that separated them made them want to be an hour together.

They'd spent quite a long time walking, talking, sharing cigarettes and simply enjoying each other's company, what seemed to be a routine, getting to a certain point, in which they simply sat down against a boulder to rest. The Orca's arm wrapped around her waist gently, as they continued to talk.

He noticed how she seemed to get more and more comfortable, her own arms wrapping around him in a somewhat possessive manner, as if she didn't want him to go- which he understood perfectly, they did continue talking for a couple of minutes, before silence fell upon them.

Usually,  it was Tatsumiya the one that asked to take a break whenever she was tired, however, this time she hadn't even said a single word, he didn't know why, however, he wasn't going to question her- even if they'd been going on for quite a while.

It took him a while, but he glanced at her for a second, noticing that she already seemed to be dozing off, how cute- he thought- however- his train of thought got interrupted when he noticed that she was actually losing her balance.

And he immediately caught her, holding her gently as he could finally hear some snores from her, she should have told him that she was tired- he thought, but ah, there was no point on thinking about that- and really, he didn't want to lay her down on the floor, it might be uncomfortable, no?

It had been quite some time since they've gotten separated- he didn't know exactly what had happened, but after a split second, he couldn't find the oarfish anymore, it worried him, that's for sure, and even though he continued strolling- he was now indeed looking for her.

It took quite some time, he had to admit, he thought he wasn't going to see her again, perhaps that she's left him willingly? Many thoughts crossed his mind, but they soon ended up to be a single thought 'I need to find her'.

Finally, upon seeing a white figure, with the so familiar reddish features, his face brightened up slightly, and of course, he soon called at- He'd finally found her.