FissionMailed

[Snake looks a little different, today. Dressed casually, with a long coat over his clothes and his hands in his pockets, he keeps a steady pace as he makes his way through the building. Focused, but unhurried. It becomes obvious, eventually, that he's looking for something.]

[The last time he went searching through the halls, the building had been pitch black and Raiden had been unlucky enough to play the unfortunate guinea pig, after his own sense of fairness backfired on him. So he's seen what randomly wandering in and out can do. Instead, he's just opening a few of the doors, looking inside attentively, and rejecting them on sight. He'd done a little discrete asking around. If his information is right, he's in the neighborhood.]

[When he opens the right door, a cool breeze sweeps through the hall, and whatever he sees inside, it draws a faint, but genuine smile out of him. Alaska is familiar to more than a few of the denizens of the building, no doubt, but this may not be quite as they remember it. Late summer in Twin Lakes is fairly warm, comparitively, so there isn't even any snow on the ground, unless one was to hike up to the higher elevations. Say what you will about the pros and cons of retreating to the wilderness, but no one can deny that the view, at least, isn't bad.]

[Snake turns his back on the water, though. It's not what he's looking for. Off in the distance, a fair walk, but not unreachable, is the familiar silhouette of his old home. Hard to tell, from so far away. But from here, it looks just the way he left it. He's actually a little surprised to find that he's missed it. Turns out even he can get homesick.]

((who even knows. I'm trying to get myself out of a funk, so I'll be slow like usual.Run into him on the grounds or go knock on the door or creep on him through the windows idk. Or you can just hang out on the lake and tag each other instead.))

[Welp. When this place gets to be too quiet, you can always count on a Snake to disrupt it. A Solid Snake, in this case, and quite unintentional on his part. Soaking wet and staggering through one of the halls as discreetly as possible.]

...hnh...dammit-

[He runs his hand along the wall to steady himself and stifles another curse when he aggravates his injuries. He had the misfortune to run into a brand-new Volgin who had, naturally, mistaken him for his father at first. And that, naturally, had led to violence. Until Snake had managed to set the fire alarms off and escape while the Colonel short-circuited under the sprinklers. If Snake hadn't seen one of the younger Ocelots pull a similar stunt not too long ago, he'd likely be far worse off right now. But Volgin hadn't held back, and after Shadow Moses, Snake wouldn't soon forget the feeling of electrical burns.]

[He'd managed to put sufficient distance between them since then. It's easy to get lost in a big building, and Snake was always good at getting out of sight. But now his injuries are catching up to him, and he's not actually sure where he is. Every one of these halls starts to look the same after a while.]

((Hi guys. Help/hinder? Also, just to confuse everyone, since I've been absent for a while. This Snake used to be around here by a different username, but I changed it a while back and probably forgot to tell a lot of people. So if you had CR with formerfoxhound, feel free to continue it. If you didn't, feel free to tag anyway. /o/ Andy and I are still working on the thread that leads up to this but we've got the gist worked out SO /handwavey.))