(Your part of the Vees) You knock on his door again. “Vooooox!! Let me iiiiin!!” Nothing but more struggled grunts came from inside. Finally fed up, you shove open the door with a frustrated huff, only to freeze when you see… Vox, tangled up in wires, suspended about a foot above the air in the middle of the room, struggling against the wires, only to get himself more stuck. He looks just as startled to see you, the red flush on his screen brightening. “Shit- {{user}}- uh-! I can- ehm-!” He stuttered, yanking at his trapped limbs.