voice test; santa i can't handle your angst right now.

[puzzlesss]

[ you know, waking up in a whole new place without prior warning of having moved there previously starts things off on a rather familiar note. it's why he's not quite panicked ( not that he ever is, really ) when he wakes up at the sound of an alarm--the first thing he does is feel, realizes this is a bed, reaches above and...

it's not a bunk bed. not that he expected it to be, anyway. they'd played their nonary game and-- well. that wasn't quite important, anyway. they'd established that. right now, it was the matter of what this new place was... certainly not starting things off on an entirely safe note, given the whole "yay kidnapping!" part of the deal.

... still, he can feel that he's quite not alone, judging from the shifts beside him that had also started with the ring of the alarm. ]

Good morning. [ rather wryly, because it's not quite good at all but whatever. ] I take it you're rather puzzled as well?

[ why does he have a strange feeling about this. ]

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[distrusts]

[Santa takes a step back, because yeah, he'd rather not be near Snake. He glances out the window.]

Well, there's a giantass sign outside. It says...

[...]

"In Haven... we're all safe... together." Man, that's twisted.

[puzzlesss]

[ thanks, love you too. he chuckles a bit at santa's moving away, before he seems to think about the words on the sign. ]

. . . And wonderfully vague. Safe together, was it... [ safe and uncomfortable, maybe, in santa's case. ] With something like that on display, I can't imagine the rest of the surroundings are that appealing.

[distrusts]

[very much uncomfortable.]

Ain't much that's appealing when you've been kidnapped, you know.

[...]

Though this place does look like it's ready to fall apart at any moment.