[ The storm is a brutal one and after it finishes wreaking havoc upon the shores, Sharon shoots Falco a quick text. Your place suffer any damage? She doesn't worry when he doesn't respond immediately but as the hours go by, and then days, worry begins to seep in. She tries to tell herself she's just being paranoid but she sends another text: Everything going all right?
When that doesn't get a response, she gives in to the worry and sends another, though this time through Perle: Come on, Falco. Text me. Call me. Come on.
Sharon hits the streets soon after, searching high and low. She goes to where she knows he stays and then she hits up places she knows he visits. When her searches turn up empty, her worry turns into a nervous, mind-addling panic. She goes through each of the districts. She asks strangers if they've seen him, giving descriptions of both Falco and Confetti, and luck is with her when a fisherman tells her he's seen the tiny winged creature (though no Falco, which sends her mind spiraling).
She heads to the rocky location the man spoke of and feels a sputter of excitement when she spots Confetti off in the distance. She's quick to follow after. ]
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When that doesn't get a response, she gives in to the worry and sends another, though this time through Perle: Come on, Falco. Text me. Call me. Come on.
Sharon hits the streets soon after, searching high and low. She goes to where she knows he stays and then she hits up places she knows he visits. When her searches turn up empty, her worry turns into a nervous, mind-addling panic. She goes through each of the districts. She asks strangers if they've seen him, giving descriptions of both Falco and Confetti, and luck is with her when a fisherman tells her he's seen the tiny winged creature (though no Falco, which sends her mind spiraling).
She heads to the rocky location the man spoke of and feels a sputter of excitement when she spots Confetti off in the distance. She's quick to follow after. ]