{Ninth Case} The Streets of Paris....(In Person)

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[Ichabod hasn't been seen on the network for some time now and for good reason. He was recovering from the shock of the past few weeks and he's already on edge. Even as people walked by and not paying attention to the constable, he had a sense of paranoia still wash over him. He thought his fears were squashed but the way the Manor seems to change the rules on him made him very nervous about everything.

If it wasn't for Elizabeth helping him through these issues, he would have been lost in his delusions and his fear.

He stood on the pier side to watch the water. At least the scenery was calming and the rain didn't seem to bother him much. He pulled his coat around him tightly, thankful to get out of the Manor's walls and the open air did help calm his unsteady nerves.]

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[In person]

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[Elizabeth wasn't having the best time herself; the weather hadn't been a positive factor, since the Author hadn't provided her with any extra layers other than her gown. She'd noticed where she was almost instantly thanks to the signposts, and as a result felt very on edge. Even though the locals completely ignored her, and her being there made no difference to them, it was a deep set hatred and fear that caused her anxiety.

However, when she saw someone just stood at the pier, she slowed her pace as she tried to decipher whether or not they were one of the Manors residents. As she got a little closer, she recognised him as Ichabod, and felt almost immediately at ease.

Approaching him, she stopped momentarily; he looked like he was deep in thought, like he didn't want to be interuppted..]

[In person]

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[The issues fro Pripyat and how his hands bothered him, how his mind began to unravel from the possibilities of the supernatural taking hold, the cure to his curse isn't going to be so easy to find. He turned around slowly, as if he was about to leave the pier the familiar figure of Elizabeth made him smile.]

Hello, my dear. It appears that our predicament here is only the roaming of the individuals and less likely the monsters this time around. A nice change, I hope.

[Still the possibility of having a lynch mob chase them was still in the back of his head. He hoped to be wrong.]