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Who: Alma & Anyone
What: Alma is by the swimming pool/dolphins.
When: June 1st, Tuesday around evening.
Where: Swimming pool/dolphins.
Warnings: .... None? Maybe spoilers for D. Gray-Man.
Alma sat down on the sand and watched as the tides rolled over one another back and forth. He had never seen a beach nor an ocean before so he had nothing to compare this experience to. Yet to him it was still beautiful. He had seen many wonderful and fearsome things on this ship. He had tasted things that he could have never dreamed of before (unless it was made with mayonnaise - then maybe.), like cookies and chocolate. He had seen the stars and stepped on grass and smelled a flower. To anyone else these things may have been trivial, but not to Alma.
Of course with every new discovery his thoughts always wound back to Yuu. Would Yuu like this? What would Yuu think? Alma missed his friend terribly and as the days went on that pain only seemed to grow. He still didn't know what to believe about the possibility of recovering his world (and hopefully the people on it because that meant Yuu would be okay). Alma knew it wasn't wise to completely depend on that one possibility, but it was the only thing that kept him going in this strange, foreign place. It was what kept the smile on his face and her curiosity in new things perked (for when, not if, he saw Yuu again he could relate all of his adventures to the other boy.
He pulled his legs up to his chest and leaned his chin on top of his knees. Small ripples disturbed the water out farther, but he had seen the dolphins before when he first came inside (although he had no name for them yet) so he wasn't surprised. Alma let out a big sigh, eyes half-lidded. It was getting late so it was probably wise to start heading back...
... Soon.
What: Alma is by the swimming pool/dolphins.
When: June 1st, Tuesday around evening.
Where: Swimming pool/dolphins.
Warnings: .... None? Maybe spoilers for D. Gray-Man.
Alma sat down on the sand and watched as the tides rolled over one another back and forth. He had never seen a beach nor an ocean before so he had nothing to compare this experience to. Yet to him it was still beautiful. He had seen many wonderful and fearsome things on this ship. He had tasted things that he could have never dreamed of before (unless it was made with mayonnaise - then maybe.), like cookies and chocolate. He had seen the stars and stepped on grass and smelled a flower. To anyone else these things may have been trivial, but not to Alma.
Of course with every new discovery his thoughts always wound back to Yuu. Would Yuu like this? What would Yuu think? Alma missed his friend terribly and as the days went on that pain only seemed to grow. He still didn't know what to believe about the possibility of recovering his world (and hopefully the people on it because that meant Yuu would be okay). Alma knew it wasn't wise to completely depend on that one possibility, but it was the only thing that kept him going in this strange, foreign place. It was what kept the smile on his face and her curiosity in new things perked (for when, not if, he saw Yuu again he could relate all of his adventures to the other boy.
He pulled his legs up to his chest and leaned his chin on top of his knees. Small ripples disturbed the water out farther, but he had seen the dolphins before when he first came inside (although he had no name for them yet) so he wasn't surprised. Alma let out a big sigh, eyes half-lidded. It was getting late so it was probably wise to start heading back...
... Soon.