Floor 2, Upstairs Activity Room And Doors to Bed Rooms and Bathroom.

Trunks's large catlike eyes danced around the room. She curiously took note of the unique ammount of room there is. "Big empty space with three doors," but it wasn't actually empty. There was a pool table, and couple bookshelves and end tables neatly placed and arranged in the room. "So three doors? What lies behind door number 1?" she asked pulling his arm close and cuddling him with a purring sound. She was refering to the one at the far end from where they now stood, diagonally.

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"I'm coming upstaaairs...!" warned Tia, who slowly crept up the steps, but instead of actually feeling as playful as her voice lead her to be, she was in fact very, very nervous. Something feel's really freakin' off... She told herself, gulping as she leaned against the wall going up which was stranger for her, given this was her house yet at the moment felt like she may have stepped into someone else's. "Val... if you're with a woman right now, you best let me know now...!"



At the top of the stairwell, taking a left around the wall- she was very surprised to see her bedroom had been torn down!!

"What the shit?! Bro, you tore down my room?!" Screamed the distraught sibling, hands running through her bangs, lifting them up as she stared at the glass doors to the balcony overhanging the front porch and a lack of two walls which would have framed the large room to the structural support wall which ran parallel with the stairs!

"I was at college, a dorm! I don't have a place to stay at dumbass!! Shit, I am NOT sleeping on the couch!" Screamed Tia, who turned her head towards the direction of Valan's room. At this point, she didn't care, she was storming in, ready to see her brother's naked ass or not, but as she swung the door open-

-there was nothing out of place...

Hell, the room was just as dusty as the others. Bed still made, nothing out of place. There wasn't even a sign a woman spent the night with her big brother, which made her sigh. "...Damn it, the Bennett lineage will have to continue another time it seems. She must be something to him if she left her jacket and top... wait, what the hell am I talking about?!" She spat, and turned to the second floor bathroom and then their parent's room- which had all of her stuff inside, which she guess made sense since their parents passed away years ago. "Val?! Where the hell...? Where the hell are you brother?" She says, from anger to worry now, holding her hand to her chest.

She began to pace in this... 'activity area', and recite what she knew so far out loud:

"Okay... so, door's locked when I arrive. House is in need of dusting, cleaning... but doesn't feel very lived in. A number of woman's clothing strewn about... either my brother finally got himself a girlfriend or he's trying out some REALLY new and personal interests!" she half joked, before continuing: "...and his bed is still made, which he rarely does, he's a known slob! So, maybe he DOES have a girlfriend? Makes sense... but then why is the house all dusty? Crap..." she continued, pacing, talking to herself, one hand behind her back, the other holding her chin in pondering. Her ponytail swinging and bouncing side to side as she paced, and turned, and paced... and turned...

She paused, looking into the mirror hanging off the master bathroom's door and placed a hand on her hip.



"Where would he be, Tia?" She asked her reflection, before she turned towards the double glass doors leading out onto the long balcony she once hung out on when she was even younger. She stepped out into the cool air, and leaned over the railing, glancing down at the street below... noticing now that the 4x4 her brother had wasn't parked in its usual spot, and from the sign of things... for quite a while. Her big brown eyes wavered, and her heart sank. Something wasn't right at all...

"I'll need to contact the Military Police... something's just not right here, I'm sure of it!" Spat the nineteen year old. She left the balcony and stood in the part of the house that was once her room, and pulled out her mobile. She tried to contact Val first, just in case, but got nothing like before. "Damn it," she cursed, then tried his workplace. He was retired from the ADN, but worked on base with the Military Police and as a Writer for the Galiavan HEAT! branch in the city, an Editor and Reporter for the Ithteca Tribunal newspaper. They were dead ends, and his bosses had fired him for being late to work and not meeting deadlines for papers due a month ago. That explains the dust... damn, he's been gone for a month?! She felt really worried, and then contacted the ADN Military Police.

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"What do you mean its out of your hands?!" she screamed at the desk clerk. She listened to them for half a minute before growling. "Yeah, you got a whole city to worry about, and that includes my brother too dammit!" She spat, and really began pacing hard, her heart racing fast. "Fine. I'll be here.... yeah, fuck you too." She hung up abruptly, and almost tossed her phone as she let out a muffled scream through clenched teeth! "Uggggh... damn it Val... where the hell did you go?" She asked the air, hunched over slightly before feeling anxiety again. Val was all she had from the age of 12, when their dad passed away. Mom had died when she was barely one, her father didn't like to talk about the Asrond incident... but its what killed her. Dad was a DarkSEED 4th Degree Captain, and moved them all up to the safer, newer capital where he and Mom lived before the wars, the strife... the death. Val started taking care of her after Dad passed 7 years ago... he could be a bit of a jerk, and somewhat useless at times and bad at presenting himself to the ladies, but... he was all she had left of her family. She didn't know if she had any cousins, aunts, uncles, grandparents still around as she never asked and records were lost in Asrond's destruction.

"Val..." she sighed, trying not to whimper.

Before her spat with the MP, they told her they were going to send in a special investigator, a Breland City Detective Inspector who was in the city by chance. She supposed she'd have to wait till they arrived.