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Useless. His neighbors always were. Segaiolo might as well have been their last name for as far as his family was concerned. Hermès huffed, blowing a tuft of hair out of his face as he turned to make his way into his own home. Saying a silent prayer before crossing the threshold to see what awaited him. It was strange, he knew this place better than the back of his hand, and yet, seeing it ransacked so, made it feel almost foreign to him. A sense of dread filled in him as to what might have happened. He got about one step in when he heard the car door open and shut. It felt so loud to him, like TV volume in the early morning when you'd just woken up. Hermes turned to see Mandy standing there, his uncle signing to lock the doors behind. [Color=67AB6D]”Che Palle, Cosa fai.”[/color] He muttered under his breath before signing to his cousin. [Color=67AB6D][i]”What're you doing? I thought you- nevermind. Just stay quiet and move slow, there may be intruders.”[/i][/color]

He returned back to where he was going, his own room. Walking down the halls, as quiet as can be, something he'd practiced a lot since a young age in this household. How else was he supposed to sneak in midnight snacks in an Italian house? He crossed past the opening into the kitchen, spotting someone that he hadn't recognized. Hermes didn't dare remove his eyes from the person, but if Mandy was nearby then she would see him sign once more. At first it wasn't much of a sign, Hermès simply put his hand out to tell her to stop and look. [Color=67AB6D][i]”Intruder. Stay quiet.”[/i][/color] He signed before slipping past the kitchen and into his room. There he would find three cases all packed and ready to go. They'd need to revisit the kitchen on the way out, but not until he got two things. His family, and their gun. If he had to guess his mother must've grabbed it when she was told to hide away. They had two stowed away at home, which she grabbed (if any) he didn't know. Hermès grabbed a nearby duffle bag, places the cases inside along with some books and clothing and a couple pairs of shoes. 

[Color=67AB6D]”Hey Percival, I'm sure how well you'd fare in this adventure. But once we deal with the intruder and get everyone out to safety, I'm coming back to get you ok? Just hang tight for a moment.”[/color]