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{Sixteenth Case} This place...[Accidental Video]

[The device clatters onto the floor to reveal a very scared Ichabod standing on a chair and beating something with a broom.]

Shoo! Go away, ghastly creature!

[Guess what he's been doing with his time? Yep, chasing out rodents and spiders that's what. Say hello to an arachnophobic constable in the worst possible way.]

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[okay Cowboys, and Ichabod Crane? Dude, this place would be like his happy place, if he hadn't been ripped from his home at the worst possible moment to get here]

Dude, what room are you in? I'll come and lend a hand. [because no way in hell he'd miss this opportunity to meet him.]

Yes please. I am currently located in room 37. Please do hurry. I cannot handle these pests for long. I must have swept out several though they keep returning with more in their numbers.

[He looks relieved that someone is coming to help but he's not going to move off that chair...until one of the spiders decides to climb up which causes him to jump to his desk.]

OH! Please hurry!

I'll be right there.

[He's rather amused by your arachnaphobia, so there's a slight chuckle as he clicks his feed off, and he starts to make his way round.

Not that he needed to really ask which room that he was in. as he got closer to room 37, the raised heartbeat and the smell of fear pretty much gave it away. that, and the fact a spider scuttled through the doorway was probably another good indication.

He came in the room, and grinned as one of them fell victim to his boot as he was walking - accidentally, of course.]

You've got no problem with them being dead, right? [He'll never understand these people who are scared of them, but don't want you to kill them.]

No-no.

[Spiders were the one thing that he wouldn't mind seeing dead. Normally if there was just one, he would have it swept out but this was more than he could handle and his breathing was labored.

One drops on his shoulder and he falls off the desk and scoots away from the desk, violently brushing off the spiders and scrambles up to his feet with a scream.]

...Do you want to leave the room? [He quirked an eyebrow.

As he speaks, he steps on a spider that was scuttling past.] They seem to like you. [and another one.]

Get them off!

[He ran in a circle before throwing himself out of the room. There were too many for him and truth be told, it's part of his curse that will soon aid in breaking his humanity on the whole. Welcome to breakdown!]

[He slammed the door shut, and closed the great majority of them in with him. there was the sound of rapid bangs, muffled through the door, as well as some cursing. about five minutes later, the door swings open, and many many spider carcases are being swept out.] Dude, you're cool for now.

[He looked down at the many carcasses of spiders and they still frightened him but at least he could move. His eyes rolled to the back of his head and collapses in a heap.]

[Dean sighed, picked the man up, and laid him on the bed. He waited forb the guy to come round (keeping an eye out for spiders in case they came back)]

[First reaction when he came to was to scream and that's exactly what he did as he sat up straight in his bed after ten minutes. He forgot to breathe during his time of stress. Not a very good first impression.]

AH! Oh, it's you. My apologies and my gratitude for taking care of the...yes.

It's fine. [He shrugged] I'm just one of those helpful people, and I've dealt with worse than just a fainting guy.

[he doesn't add: "Last time I did pest control, there were A hell of a load more" incase it sets off some sort of nervous reaction, and he wasn't sounding like he was anywhere near calm yet. Don't want him dying of a heart attack or something.] ...can deal with the headless horesmeman, but throw him a few arachnids... [Quiet chuckle]

[He heard the chuckle and tries to regain his dignity.]

I beg your pardon?

[Ichabod could only catch a whisper but nothing more.]

[He grins] I said, "throw you a few arachnids..."

they're not the woorst thing you've seen, I'm sure.

[He tilts his head inquisitively.]

How are you so sure? You have my curiosity about your deduction. Please elaborate further.

you look like that sort of guy? [icon is oh so applicable here]

[Taken aback, he's not going to press that issue. He's not sure he wants to.]

I see.

okay. Are you okay now? [Read: Can he leave you alone without you fainting again?]

Yes thank you. I appreciate your assistance. Perhaps I should return the favor someday. Pardon my rudeness. I'm Ichabod Crane.

Eh, it's what I do.

[He knows, dude. He's just not dick enough to tell you.] Dean Winchester.

[He smiles and holds out his hand.]

A pleasure to meet you though I fear that under the circumstances our meeting could have gone a lot smoother other than you rescuing me from the unsavory creatures. How pathetic I must seem to you.

[He's heard the insults from Mello before and he recognizes his weakness.]

Nah. [He shakes his hand.] I'm the same with flying. It's why I drive everywhere.

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