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( Action | Sigyn House )

[Well, something's definitely not right. In fact, something's very wrong here. Very wrong indeed.

Anyone who resides at the Sigyn house might feel a slight disturbance in the ~~Force~~ air. The structure itself may even literally shake a little as huge booted feet storm up the walkway and onto the porch, although... as soon as Snow gets there, he halts in his stride, simply pulling open the door and entering. He's been there before, after all, it's not like he's new to the place. He doesn't need to be an intruder, even with his heart pounding the way it is.

You see, he's lost something very important to him. Something that was once in this house. And he's not going to believe it until he's questioned every person in his path, left no stone un-turned... you get the point.]

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( Video | Later that evening... )

[Once Snow's recording starts, there's the glimpse of a bed beneath him, a few haphazard things scattered on the floor. Obviously, it's his bedroom. And he's slumped a little, gloved fingers idly toying with something shining and translucent he's holding in the opposite hand.]

Hey.

[He's not looking at the camera at all, gaze focused instead on that very bauble he's holding onto. The thing's cupped in his big hands like it's something fragile and living that could be easily broken to pieces in his strong grasp, or snuffed out, like a flame.]

Just thought I'd let you guys know. I dunno when she left or where she's gonna go now, but Serah's gone.

[And he leaves it at that, reaching to click off the feed, not once meeting the video with his eyes.]

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[ She notices the stomping and she doesn't actually... avoid it. In fact, she thinks she might follow it. People in Sigyn are usually much more mild-mannered than this. So she's just going to approach the source of the stomping and give him a concerned look. ]

Are -- are you alright?

[At this point, the stomping is really nothing more than the fact that the feet pacing restlessly around the corridors happen to belong to a huge 6'7" man. But he stops when the girl approaches, glancing over at her – his face is definitely not even the slightest bit as intimidating as the rest of him might be.]

Yeah, I'm lookin' for someone who lives here. Do you know a girl named Serah?

I'm sorry - I don't -- I'm sure I've seen her around before, but I've never actually talked to her... [ She frowns. ] I'll keep an eye out.

[Naminé doesn't fail to notice the stomping as he comes up the stairs and stops in her own, less violently made tracks, glancing toward the door with a mix of confusion and concern. It... sounds like someone isn't in a good mood. When the door opens, the girl is still standing within view of it, and she blinks at Snow as he steps inside the house, watching him cautiously. Hello there, very... large and unhappy gentleman.]

Snow? [She's never seen him looking so... small. So utterly shrunken.] Are you o - no, of course you're not.

[A pause.]

Do you need someone to talk to?

[ All of that bigness and stomping around could only be one person, and rather than being startled, Vanille is worried— she hasn't seen Serah around in a few days. Which is why she darts out of her room and down the stairs to the main hall to meet him. ]

Snow..!

... Dammit. They have people come and go like it's nothing.

... Sorry.

[And unfortunately, very large and unhappy gentleman doesn't even see the little blond girl, too lost in his own thoughts... at least, until he nearly trips over her.]

Whoa!

[With an awkward, apologetic smile, Snow stops in his tracks.]

Sorry. You okay?

[Blinking, he sits up straight then, fingers curling around the thing in his palm.

Probably should have expected people would answer back, Snow...]

Oh, hey. [He attempts a little smile.] Guess if you're up for it. I need to get out of this room, anyway.

[Snow turns when he hears Vanille's unmistakable voice. He might've been more polite with the other house guests, seeing as they're little more than strangers, but the desperation is written all over his face.]

Vanille! I'm lookin' for Serah. When'd you last see her?

No kidding.

[Snow's brow creases in a frown, though it's obvious it's not directed at the young man who's addressed him.]

Well I'm not accepting their definition of "nothing".

You don't have to do that. [Meaning the smile.] If you're sad, you can be sad.

I'm in 805, if you want to come up here.

Okay. [He looks a bit disappointed, but there's plenty of people in this house. Surely someone has to recognize her.]

She's about your height, usually puts her hair up on one side. And she should have a necklace just like this. [Slipping a finger beneath one of the silver chains around his neck, Snow lifts the pendant for emphasis, something that resembles a miniature globe with a large chasm in the center.]

Okay. I'll be there.

[He doesn't address her other comment, but simply gives the girl a thumbs-up before the video flickers out of sight.

... and then there's a tapping of knuckles against her door just a few moments later, surprisingly not too loud at all considering who they're attached to!]

[Laurent was heading to his room, his dog Hunter by his side, when he noticed the other man storming inside. He doesn't know every single person at Sigyn's but he talked to him before and Laurent is pretty sure Snow doesn't live here.]

Mr. Villiers? Is there something wrong?

[ Whether Lightning managed to somehow catch wind of Serah leaving them behind before or after Snow did... well, does it really matter? What it all boils down to is simple: guess who else is utterly crushed by a certain young woman's disappearance?

She's not too far behind his journey to and invasion of Sigyn district's welcome hall- just long enough to catch him right as he's leaving. There's an odd look on her face, as she stands outside amidst the lingering ice on the ground- an expression caught in the limbo of waiting to hear the confirmation of bad news... yet desperately hoping that it's not something that's ever going to come. ]

[Naminé is not quite expecting to nearly be tripped over; the sight of him headed her direction triggers a freezing up that ensures that she's both in his way and not prepared to remove herself. She blinks up at him and that smile, eyes wide and uncertain. Well, he's... apologizing, anyway. She works out a fragile but hopefully convincing smile.]

It's-- alright...! I'm fine.

Uh... didn't mean to scare ya. [Snow stoops to his knees so that he's closer to the tiny girl's height, attempting a more friendly smile in spite of his current circumstances.]

Sure you're okay there? Guess I should watch where I'm goin' better, huh.

Oh, hey there. [Snow stops when he's addressed, flashing a hurried grin the youth's way.] Just 'Snow''s cool, all right?

[He eventually wanders out of the house, his face looking rather defeated and forlorn. Looks like they're back to square one as far as Serah's concerned. He'd kept it together pretty well while interacting with the house's occupants, but as soon as he's set foot back outside a fist's slammed into one of the rails.]

No...!

[Lightning's imposing figure then makes itself known at the corner of his eye. Snow looks up – right now she looks anything but imposing. He wanders down the stairs in her direction, jaw firmly set, a hand slipping into his pocket to clasp the crystal he's always held dear.]

No sign of 'er.

[He's probably got at least around a foot and a half on her, so the stooping does serve to save her neck some suffering, if nothing else. She doesn't seem quite sure what to make of the act, but a little of her apprehension gives way to curiosity.]

... Yes. [Slight nod.] You didn't hurt me. I was only [frightened--] startled. [As for that last part, she's not quite sure she should agree, but eventually does smile an apologetic, wan smile and nod.] Mm.

Don't worry. I only look big 'n scary. [Snow chuckles a little, stretching out a large hand with the intent to shake one of hers.] I'm here to protect everyone, not hurt 'em!

[Even if he's crashing around like an idiot...]

I'm Snow. What's your name?

[It's funny, hearing someone big and scary admit to being big and scary, and she lets out an almost-laugh. Then suddenly there's a hand coming at her and she instinctly stiffens, looking down at the hand as if she doesn't have the foggiest idea why it might be there for just a moment before realizing his intention. Her hand is tiny in comparison when she gingerly places it in his.]

[--Snow, huh? She knows that name from the network. The recognition shows on her face, but she takes the time to say,] My name is Naminé. It's nice to meet you, Snow. [before adding,] You know Hope, don't you?

That's the spirit. I'm not about ready to let them get away with this, either.

I-It was a few days ago... [ It's not like she blames him for a lack of small-talk— this is important! ]

Um— why don't we look around? I'm sure if she's in the house we'll be able to find her if we work together!

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