Cantwell glanced at Hoffen briefly, then back to Halek. "Just... Take the little guy to the break room or something. He'll wake up eventually, the coffee scent might help." He placed the small, sleeping bird into Halek's hands and patted his shoulder before returning behind the desk and sitting down...

I'm waiting for somebody to say something because I'm not going to double post XD

Well Boatman has ensured that I'm never returning to this thread, so before I go, I have this guy on my Skype called Xander (his mood is something about toes) who claims he knows me from SCP, but never spoke afterwards, there's a Xander in the SCP group chat who is not on my friends list, so I don'...

Serimah wrote:Why, hello old member I have never actually met. I'd flash my boobs but I fear it might be impolite.

Sorry to double post.

A pleasure to meet you!

Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair

Hey Glitch.

There once was a King...

A very powerful, very well-liked but asshole King.

One day he left the kingdom.

Eventually, however, he returned.

He returned among the common folk.

And he likes it here.

"Far from it."

He gently placed the small bird back into his hands, approaching Halek.

"I need you to return Tommy to his room, wherever that may be..."

The last time the break room disappeared, Cantwell was temporarily turned into Dark Matter.

We do not speak of those days

Cantwell scoffed, shaking his head at Halek.

"Doctor Halek, kindly shut the fuck up... I can smell your disdain from across the room."

He returned to attending Tommy.