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Deep among the seagrass and endless blue, Black was searching. Last week, a white faction vessel was wrecked with no explaination. The black faction hadn’t sunk it, and as far as they knew it had not been scuttled, so Black was sent to investigate, and see if there was any intel left behind. Black was around 100 feet down, and had been looking for a while when he finally saw the shipwreck in the distance!! The bad news was he also saw another diver. a suspiciously white-clad one at that. Black approached from behind the seagrass, trying to make distance and get on the other side of the ship, avoiding the gaze of White. Thankfully he made it! However he had made a grave mistake, as suddenly his air stopped. He began panicking, kicking upward quickly as possible. Black couldn’t possibly make it to the surface in time, and even if he did his lungs would surely explode from the pressure. Luckily Black did not have to worry about this long, as he promptly passed out.
White was looking around the wreckage, trying to figure out how his faction’s ship could have sank. It must have been an attack from the black faction, or possibly even the elusive grey faction. lost deep in the thought, White was jolted out of it by a flash of black in the corner of his vision. Aha!! So it was the black faction! and here was Black Spy returning to the scene of the crime. White spy rushed towards him, ready to fight, when he noticed Black was not moving or breathing. Shit, what should he do?! he can’t just let his rival die! Not his hot rival :( He swiftly took his regulator out of his mouth and shoved it into Black’s, purging the air into his lungs. White then took his arm around Black and slowly started to ascend, taking turns moving the regulator between their mouths (it was kinda hot when he thought about it), and making sure Black was breathing. When they finally got to the surface (it took a while), White flung Black onto his boat and started to asses the damage. Black’s heart was beating, he was breathing again, and there seemed to be no lasting harm, it looked like Black had mostly passed out from stress. after taking off all of their gear and wetsuits, White dragged Black inside the boat, wrapped him in towels, and laid him down.
Black woke up in a daze. Everything around him was white. Was this the afterlife? Must he be plagued by the color he hated and loved to see for eternity? On closer inspection he realized he was in a room. Was he captured? He got up to look around more but stumbled, making a thud on the ground. Footsteps started heading towards the room. Shit he had to hide!!! He ducked behind the opposite side of the door, so it would cover him when it opened. “Hey dear are you ok?? I got you some water…” It was White’s voice, this must be his boat then.”Oh my god Black where are you did you have to hide immediately.” Black shamefully stepped out from behind the door “I thought you were going to torture or interrogate me :(” he moped. White just handed him the water bottle and put his arm around him. “Come on, do you want to join me on deck?” Black nodded and let White lead him out the door onto the front of the boat. Holy shit this boat was huge! Of course the white faction would give their spies whole yachts for missions… They sat on a lounger, and watched the sun begin to set together. “How long do you think we can stay out here before our embassies get suspicious?" Black asked, leaning his head down on White’s shoulder. “at least the weekend, maybe the week if we really stretch it, and I have rations to last us both a while.” White rested his head on top of Black’s. The spies then kissed as the sun sank and had a nice little vacation together.