Dance no. 3 [Video]

[minhasaquarelas]

 I'm not leaving this room. This is not the right weather.

Man, I miss Brasil. It's summer there...

[For a moment, he looks homesick, before looking back at the camera.]

Anyway, you all celebrate Thanksgiving like in the States here, sim? If it's a party, we'll party here, too. Anyone want to party?

[Something like that, he's sure, will lift his spirits; and you can see the eagerness in his eyes. If he's gonna be stuck here in the snow, he's gotta have fun--- right?]

[Video]

[archangelofderp]

[The man on the screen hmms and fidgets for a moment, deciding whether or not to abandon pretense. However, Michael was never very good at pretense in the first place. So he puts on a slightly embarrassed smile.]

Excuse me, but does anyone know why I can't get to Heaven from here?

α. voice

[triskeles]

[ So, someone's woken up. And seen the note. And his newfound room. He's not exactly pleased about all this, so there's actually some very faint, very wolfish growling in the background before he actually opts to speak. ]

What the hell is this?

[ Well, as far as Arcanarum is concerned, they're off to a swimming start with their second Beast, considering how thrilled he is to be kidnapped.

Might as well see if he's not the only one from Beacon Hills. Not even five minutes and Derek's already worried for his pack, especially with the distinct lack of senses. He's kind of freaking out, but keeping it to himself vocally. ]

Goddamnit-- if any of you are here, answer me.